火车一路向南,出了河南大平原,驶入千山毓秀、万水钟灵的南方。春已深了,水雾挟裹在风里,袭上车窗,雨丝纷乱繁杂如紫英的心事……父亲在老去之前,叫她从书柜的抽屉里拿出一个铝餐盒,餐盒里有个灰白的小布袋,她仔细看了看,这个袋子原本是白绸缝制,上面绣着几朵粉红的合欢花,这么多年过去了,合欢花依然红丝黄蕊,栩栩如生,犹如从树上刚刚飘落下来。父亲轻抖袋子,几粒黑亮的合欢豆滚落到手心。父亲说,把它送到湖南湘江边上的石桥村,找到那棵最大的合欢树,把这个荷包埋到树下,就算我回去了。“处理完父亲的后事,带着父亲的嘱托,她就启程去江南。三 The train all the way south, out of the Henan Plain, into the Qianshan Yuk Sau, Wan Shui Ling of the South. Spring has been deep, mist entrapped in the wind, hit the window, rain silk complicated and complicated, such as purple British mind ... ... Before his father, told her to take out from the bookcase drawer aluminum meal boxes, meal boxes There was a small gray bag, she looked carefully, this bag was originally a white silk stitched, embroidered with several pink Acacia flowers, so many years later, Acacia flowers are still red silk, lifelike, as if from The tree just fell down. Father gently shake the bag, a few grains dark Acacia beans rolled down to the palm of your hand. My father said that it was sent to Shiqiao Village, on the edge of the Xiangjiang River in Hunan Province, to find the largest Acacia tree and to bury it under a tree, even if I went back. ”After finishing his father’s funeral, with his father’s exhortations, she set out to go to Jiangnan