天上飘起了雪花。透过这些晶莹剔透的小精灵,我依稀可见远在他方的爱人和孩子,依稀又见1996年那个多雨的夏季,因为在那个雨水肆虐的季节里,我的心曾偷偷地哭过。那是六月里一个阴郁的下午,我任凭“神牛”在视野中越来越小,儿子挥舞的小手已无法看清。突然舞起的一缕风,似乎将一粒尘土遗失在我眼角。我拔腿准备追那车,被爱人拽住了,便蹲在路边慢慢地揉眼睛。 Floating snow in the sky. Through these crystal clear elves, I can see vaguely lovers and children far away from each other, vaguely see the rainy summer of 1996, because my heart had secretly cried in that rainy season. It was a gloomy afternoon in June, and I let “God of the Ox” smaller and smaller in my field of vision, my son’s waving little hand could not see. Suddenly danced a ray of wind, it seems that a dust will be lost in my eyes. I’m going to chase that car, pulled by the lover, then squatted slowly rubbing his eyes.