看見林投了，就在防風林那邊，成叢成堆地。
笛音便在我心中響起童年的曲調。
在水溝邊，在小溪畔，一叢叢的林投樹，綠向天空，一莖莖劍葉向外向上挺舉，葉緣 長著根根利刺，悠閒自在地聚集。我們折下嫩葉，捲成小小的喇叭。湊向嘴邊，便吹 得到處是笛音了。
當然，也用蕉葉去做，也用蔗葉去做，也用蘆荻莖管去做。
笛音嗚嗚，在水溝邊，在小溪畔，在產業道上，在牧場裡……。
笛音嗚嗚，在晨昏，在麗日，在陰雨，在空際……。
笛音嗚嗚，嗚嗚著無憂無愁，嗚嗚著嬉笑和歡樂，在童年，在眼前的林投樹……。
The Sound of the Flute Hsu ChiCheng
Here I see the pandanus tetorius, it locates around the windbreak, in tussocks and piles.
The sound of the flute sounds inside my mind.
By the ditch, on the bank of the stream, there’s a tussock after a tussock of pandanus tetorius, greens onto the sky, a stem after a stem of pandanus tetorius sword-like leave lifts erectly outward and upward, the edge carries a stick after a stick of keen sting, gets together leisurely. We snapped the tender leaves, curls them into the little horn, comes cross to the mouth, and then the sound of flute is everywhere.
Of course, we also make them with the leaves of banana, the leaves of the sugar and the stems of the reed as well.
The sound sounds toots and hoots, beside the ditch, on the bank of the little stream, on the road of property, on the pasture…
The sound toots and hoots, during the dawn, the fine day, the cloudy and rainy day, the broad sky…
The sound of the flute toots and hoots, toots and hoots care free, toots and hoots the laughing and playing happy, in my childhood, before the pandanus tetorius in my eyes…@
責任編輯：林芳宇
