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这是一位母亲的口述记录: 今天是女儿的祭日。我一如往年来到女儿出车祸的那段公路上,却发现公路已不再通车。公路的西侧空地上碧绿的油菜花散发出馥郁的芳香,花丛中闪动着蜜蜂透明的翅膀,蝴蝶划出彩色的弧线。恍惚中,我仿佛听见女儿银铃般的笑声又一次在耳边响起,我发疯似地钻进油菜花地想去探寻女儿的身影,却一切空空。终生难以拂去的丧女之痛,在那一刻把我的心压抑得几乎爆裂开来。在梦境里重复了上千上万次的悲痛往事又一次狂风暴雨般袭来…… 1991年春节,我与男友石川在亲朋的祝福声中,
This is a mother’s oral record: Today is the daughter’s sacrificial day. As I did in previous years, when my daughter was on a highway in a car accident, I found that the highway was no longer open to traffic. On the west side of the road, the green rape blossoms on the west side of the road radiate a fragrant aroma. The bees flashed the transparent wings of a flower in the flowers, and the butterfly drew a colored arc. Trance, I seem to hear her daughter silver bell-like laughter again in my ears, I am crazy to drill into the rape and want to explore her daughter’s figure, but all empty. My life was hard to flicker of the funeral pain, at that moment my heart was suppressed almost burst apart. Repeated thousands of thousands of times in the dream dream of the past once again stormy hit ... ... Spring Festival of 1991, I and her boyfriend Ishikawa in the blessings of friends and relatives,