住过北京传统四合院的人,大概不会忘记在纸窗下听簌簌的落叶声,呼呼的风声,哗哗的雨声。如果是冬日南窗,室内炉火,窗外阳光,明快的窗纸上,可能会有一两只苍蝇,撞在窗纸上叮当作响。冬日黄昏,一边烤着煤球火,一边望着朦胧的纸窗,看着那暝色渐渐地暗下来,炉火 Those who lived in Beijing's traditional courtyard houses probably will not forget the fallen leaves, whistling winds and rushing rain under the paper window. If it is a winter south window, indoor fire, sunny window, bright window paper, there may be a flies or two, hit the window paper clinking. Winter evening, while briquettes briquettes fire, while looking at the hazy paper window, watching the dark color gradually dark, fire