我看见了,那一缕缕的光,奶白色的光,从她的发端飘了出来,飘向上空。每根发丝都射出了丝般的光芒,随即在飘过灯影之后,光芒渐退,直至消逝不见。这一缕缕的光从露丝的头上映射出来,在房顶上聚拢,整个屋子一片光明,闪闪发亮。“烧退啦。”我父亲说道。父亲把妹妹从床上抱了起来。妹妹双腿耷拉着,脚指头朝下。她的双臂松松地垂在父亲的后颈,十指蜷着,呈轻轻握拳状。父亲把脸贴在妹妹额头上,再次试了试她的体温。 I saw it, that strand of light, milk white light, drifted out of her hair, drifting up. Each hair has shone a silky light, then after passing the light, the light faded until it disappeared. This plume of light was mapped from the head of Ruth, gathered on the roof, the whole house a bright, shiny. “Burn back. ” My father said. Father took his sister from bed. Sister pulled his legs, feet down. Her arms flop loosely on her father’s back neck, his fingers curled up and gently clenched. Father put his face on his sister’s forehead, try her body temperature again.