儿童时代的青石板散文

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儿童时代的青石板散文


Drifting away a long time, your heart is always some inexplicable feelings. Even the small places, as at this moment, in this Weileng southern city, has been staged and dull this winter a different atmosphere, coupled with the sky a long time without rain, but also because of excessive pollution gloomy exception.
In such a night, through which came a dim Yanmou where innocence. I vaguely remember: hours of their own, always like to play the kind of small blades. This is what I and most of the girls in different places, because when the other girls were fighting over who gets dolls pm; I am the only one who walked with small steps, holding her and crying like a baby just to use it from my father was to some of the defects and the dull knife, towards the One shop in the yard, then a link to a quartzite.
In those stone age there have been a bumpy one hole, and often rainy day is over, then one after another after another of the hole is a low-lying low-lying water. In the stone and the stone inside the gap, but also long green moss. If some people do not care when you step on up, but also threw fell over the. Nevertheless, my little body is still a distortion Yiniu of walked past.
Arrived, I stopped. Quietly lying on the stone, the hand brandishing a knife and kept the dig, and dig dug, and finally dug up a lot of black, wet soil, full of curious eyes, stare in which bulldozers, the Zhaoya looking for. When I see one or two ants, they giggled, watching the ants run, and took it back inside, and fill the earth again to go to the crevices.
Years passes, many years later, family had been relocated. When I went back when, when to stay in my memory in the yard covered with quartzite, but also as the house collapsed, forever buried in the ground, and to replace it with a garden that is full of vitality. Although both of them had never been any relationship, but even if I looked at the front of the food is so fresh and lovely, but the thought of childhood joy, mind can not escape the sense of loss. After all, here, once carries the most innocent of my life time, leaving too belong to that age in the original way of life.

在外漂泊久了,心总会有些莫名的感触的。即使是细小的地方,就如此刻,在这个微冷的南方城市里,已经在上演了和这个冬季不同的沉闷氛围,加上许久没有下雨的天空,也因过度的污染而灰暗异常。
在这样一个夜晚,透过朦胧的眼眸里所闪出的纯真。我依稀记得:小时的自己,总是很喜欢玩那种小小的刀片。这也是我和大多数女孩子不同的地方,因为当别的女孩子都在争着布娃娃时;只有我,一个人,迈着细小的步子,拿着刚刚用撒娇和哭泣从爸爸那得来的有些残缺而迟钝的小刀,走向那铺在院子里一块又一块连接起来的青石板。
在那些有年岁的石板上已经出现了坑坑洼洼的一个个小洞,且每每下雨天一过,那一个又一个的小洞就是一洼又一洼的水。而在石与石的缝隙里,也长了绿色的苔鲜。若是有人不小心踩上去时,还会摔一跤的。尽管如此,我那小小的身子,仍然一歪一扭的走了过去。
到了,我就停了下来。静静地趴在石板上,用手挥舞着小刀,不停的挖呀挖,终于挖出了好多黑色的潮湿的泥土,充满好奇的目光,目不转睛的在哪堆土里,找呀找的。偶尔看到一两只蚂蚁,就咯咯的笑着,看着蚂蚁跑了,又把它追回来,和着土又填到缝里去。
岁月飞逝,多年后,家已经搬迁了。当我再回去时,当年留在我记忆中铺满了青石板的院子,也随着房子的倒塌,永远的被埋在地下了,取而代之的却是那充满了生命力的菜园。虽然两者从来没有什么关系,可是即使我望着眼前的菜是那样的鲜活可爱,但一想起儿时的欢乐,心中也难免的失落的。毕竟这里,曾经承载了我生命中最纯真的时段,留下过属于那个年代里原始的生活方式。


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