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革融坐在村口唯一的通道——月牙桥上。月牙桥很老很老了，小时侯革融听娘说，在娘的娘的那个时候，就已经有月牙桥了。 Ge Rong sits on the crescent bridge, the only channel at the entrance of the village. Yueya bridge is very old. Hou Ge Rong listened to his mother when he was young. At that time, there was Yueya bridge. 其实这时候的风景很好看，瓦蓝瓦蓝的天，碧绿碧绿的水，远处温柔的连绵起伏的墨黑的山丘，还有嫩绿的爬山虎缠绕着的很潮湿的月牙桥。可是革融看不见，只看见黑的白的乱七八糟的东西凑在一起。在许多年前的某一天，究竟是多少年前的哪一天，革融不记得了，只记得自己还望的见青的山，绿的水，蓝的天，白的云，只记得那天启帷坐着花轿，穿着和爹一个颜色的大红袄进了自家大门，然后跟爹拉着一朵红绸子织成的大红花进了一个红堂堂的房子…… In fact, the scenery at this time is very beautiful. The blue sky, the green water, the gentle rolling Black Hills in the distance, and the wet crescent bridge wrapped by green climbing tigers. But Gerong couldn't see it. He only saw black and white things mixed together. One day many years ago, exactly how many years ago, Ge Rong did not remember. He only remembered seeing the green mountain, the green water, the blue sky, and the white cloud. He only remembered that day when Qi Wei sat in the sedan chair, wearing a red coat of the same color as his father, he went into the door of his home, and then he went into a red hall house with his father holding a big red flower woven from red silk | 
