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再回到这个承载了我十年生活的地方时,我只感到一种难以言喻的陌生。我竟然找不到一段完整的回忆,只剩下回忆的碎片在空中飘舞,我追赶着,努力地拼接着……恍惚间,就站在了老家门口。岁月斑白了墙上的门神壁纸,消退了朱红门漆,朽蚀了狮头门环。叩门的手停在空中,不知是该敲开还是静默,儿时的记忆纷至沓来。我的黄桷树还在吗?我的小屋还在吗?我的小麻雀们还在等我吗?我闭上眼,推开门。“吱呀——”一声,仿佛这是从远古传来的歌谣。一只脚跨过门槛,随即踏空,整个身子就像跌入了时空的隧道。
When I returned to this place that carried my ten years of life, I only felt an inexplicable unfamiliarity. I can not even find a complete memory, leaving only the memories of the debris floating in the air, I chased, stitching hard ... ... trance, stood in front of her home. Years of white wall wallpaper goddess, dissipate the vermilion door paint, decay lion head knocker. Knocking hand stopped in the air, I do not know the knock on or silence, childhood memories after another. Is my hickory still alive, is my hut still, is my sparrow waiting for me, I close my eyes and open the door. “Squeak - ” soon, as if this is from ancient songs. A foot across the threshold, then karma, the whole body is like falling into the tunnel of time and space.