1对于我来说,苔仅仅是江南屋檐下浓重软腻的一笔泼墨,仅仅是一种“卑微”的植物。它生长在阴暗潮湿的角落里,不甚引人注目,颜色不明艳动人,总是默默地一声也不吭。春日浅草才没马蹄,春风和煦。江南古镇里,踏青的人数不胜数,我亦来寻找春意。我问相熟的朋友,何处寻觅春日芳踪?她便领我避开人声鼎沸,拐进小巷,指着檐头上 For me, the moss is only a thick, soft and greasy ink under the eaves of the south-facing river. It is merely a “humble” plant. It grows in the dark and damp corner, not very noticeable, the color is not clear and moving, always silently silent. Asakusa no horseshoe spring, spring breeze. In the ancient town of Jiangnan, there are countless people out there and I also look for spring. I asked familiar friends, where to find Fong Fong? She led me to avoid the voices, turning into the alley, pointing to the eaves