大红灯笼

• 作 者: 曹卫华
• 出 处: 边疆文学
• 发表日期: 2016年12期

雨越下越大,风越刮越猛,汽车在茫茫雾雨中疾驰。豆大的雨点随风飞扬,铁蛋似的,劈劈叭叭砸在车头上,砸在他身上脸上,生疼。是一辆拉河沙的东风大卡,虽然装了满满一车河沙,却还是在泥泞的弹石路上扭来扭去,发出“吱咯吱咯”的声音。他原本是蹲在车箱后边的,打算一旦被司机发现,便从后边跳下去。车箱无遮无拦,下雨后,后边风大雨大,蹲不住了,他便四脚四手地爬到紧靠车头的车厢板后面,蜷缩在湿漉漉的河沙上躲避风雨。车厢板后面仅仅是风稍微小些,雨水仍瓢泼似的从头上浇下来,他早已经

The rain grew bigger and bigger, the wind more and more scraping the wind, the car gallop in the fog. Big rain raindrops flying in the wind, iron eggs like, split trumpet hit the front, hit him in the face, raw pain. Is a Dongfeng Kawasaki pull large, though packed with a car river sand, but still in the mud and shovel road twisting, issued “creak slightly ” sound. He was originally squatting behind the trunk, intend to once found by the driver, then jumped from the back. No cover no block car, after the rain, the wind and rain behind the big, squatting, he will be four-handedly climbed close to the car behind the board behind, curled up in the wet sand to avoid the storm. Behind the carriage board is only slightly smaller wind, pouring rain still pouring down from scratch, he had already