晚上阿音和李君阁又去祠堂参加排练。

Alice和Shirly已经够高了，偏还要去耍高跷，重心太靠上难免就走不稳当，需要花费的练习时间就比别人长得多。

俩妹崽在那里嘻嘻哈哈乐此不疲，李君阁看得直嘬牙花子。

白婶在祠堂里和四爷爷闹中取静，两人在一张小桌前推敲诗文。

见到李君阁进来，白婶胖手直摇：“皮娃过来看看这个。”

李君阁过去拿起两人身前的一张白纸，上边是一首英文诗歌。

……

when I close mey eyes

or look out a window.

for more than a few minutes，

so that some days I think

it must be everything and nothing at once.

But this morning，sitting up in bed，

wearing my black sweater and my glasses，

the curtains drawn and the windows up，

I am a lake，my poem is an empty boat，

and my life is the breeze that blows

through the whole scene

stirring everything it touches———

the surface of the water，the limp sail，

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