又梦见我那条黑棉裤。那年春上,去走亲戚。出了村子,沿河而行,要有二十多里地。已经很热了,我却穿着棉裤。走走停停,站在树荫下,看锄地的人们,都穿着夹衣,有的干脆穿了汗衫,将外衣挂在地头的树枝上,像一面旗帜,猎猎作响。那旗帜的外衣,撩着我的心,我看那衣裳,眼发直发绿。我脱下薄薄的棉袄,里面也有汗衫,可惜汗衫已经太旧,白的变成黑的。脱下,冒掉热气,赶紧捂上。棉裤厚厚的,一冬就这么过来。 I dreamed that black trousers again. That spring, go relatives. Out of the village, along the river, there must be more than twenty miles. It’s hot, but I’m wearing trousers. Walking stop and go, standing in the shade, looking hoe to the people, are wearing clothes, and some simply wear a sweatshirt, coat hanging on the branches of the ground, like a banner, hunting sound. That flag coat, lugged my heart, I see that clothes, eyes straight hair green. I took off a thin jacket, which also has undershirts, but unfortunately undershirt has been too old, white into black. Take off, take away the heat, quickly cover it. Thick pants, a winter on the so come.