我从童年的方向看到的永远是你的背影——北岛《给父亲》“你好吗?”“我很好。”寒暄在压低的天空下失去了意义,增进了彼此的陌生。是秋夜,空寂的街道上,橘黄的路灯将两道身影拉得老长。树枝被西北风撕扯着,叶子簌簌落下铺了一地,给这苍白的秋夜又平添了一丝悲凉。我有点儿受不住这冷风的吹击,不觉地拉了拉衣襟,身旁的父亲有意无意地朝我这儿瞥一眼,身体也向我靠拢了些许, I see you from the direction of childhood is always your back - North Island “to my father,” “How are you? ” “” I am very good. "Greeting lost their meaning in the depressed sky, enhanced each other Stranger Is the autumn night, empty street, the orange street lamp will pull two long figure. The branches were ripped by the northwest wind, the foliage spread out and paved the way, adding a bit of sadness to the pale autumn night. I can not stand a little blow of the cold, unconsciously pull the lapel, father beside me intentionally or unintentionally glanced at me here, the body also brought a little closer to me,