多年以后,雷坛坛像一个行者在北京四处出没,活跃无比,他准会想起那些遥远而亲切的味道。在微熹的早晨,空气中飘洒着淡淡的香味,那是稀粥的大米清香。夏日路边切开的半块西瓜,红瓤黑籽,看不见的滋味从里面弥漫出来。秋天石榴籽挤得密密麻麻,晶莹剔透香气饱满丰盈…… Years later, Thunder altar like a traveler in Beijing haunted, extremely active, he will be reminded of those distant and cordial taste. In the morning of the micro-Xi, the air drifting with a touch of fragrance, it is the gruel of rice fragrance. Summer roadside cut half a piece of watermelon, redhead black seeds, invisible taste filled out from inside. Autumn pomegranate seeds crowded crowded, crystal clear aroma full of abundance ......