年轻的记者兜兜转转,终于寻到了这个残破老旧的院落。遥遥看去不过是个寻常的小院,在这座快速发展又犹有滞后的城市中不算少见。然而步入其中,他才发觉这个小院四四方方,格外规整,形状标准得甚至有些诡异。记者没有等到约好的人,于是在门口轻敲了两下,然后毫不犹豫地走进小院。院子正中,一个直径近四尺的巨型树桩孤立在庭中,截面之上,砍锯的伤痕似是已有些年岁,却依然清晰深刻。树桩外围凝固着一摊摊干涸的水泥,宛若巨树流淌而下的血泪。 Young journalists twiddled and finally found the broken old courtyard. In the distant past it is nothing but an unusual courtyard, which is not uncommon in this fast-growing, lagging city. However, into which he found the small courtyard square, exceptionally regular, the shape of the standard even some weird. Reporters did not wait for the appointment of people, so tap the door twice, and then into the courtyard without hesitation. In the middle of the yard, a huge tree stump nearly four feet in diameter is isolated from the courthouse. On the cross section, the scars of the cut saw seem to be somewhat old but still clear and profound. Stump solidified periphery of a spread of dry cement, like a giant tree flowing under the blood and tears.