她静默着,看窗外挺立在盛夏阳光中的那棵榆树。一只黑猫在浓荫下蜷成一团,用慵懒的午睡打发漫长的时光。很难确证那究竟是一棵树在高处分成了等粗的两枝,还是原本就是两棵树。一堵旧围墙刁蛮地遮住了地面以上的一部分树干,围墙这边的人几乎永远不可能知道这树的真相。她静默着,看它龟裂无情的树皮,看那些像疯妇人一样颤抖着伸展开来的枝桠。 She was silent, looking at the elm tree standing in the sunshine in the window. A black cat curled up in the darkness, lazing a long nap with his lazy afternoon. It is hard to confirm whether it is a tree at height divided into two such thick branches, or is originally two trees. An old fence unrulyly covers part of the trunk above the ground, and it is almost never possible for a person on the fence to know the truth of the tree. She was silent, watching its crackless tree bark and looking at the branches that trembled like crazy women.