冯静最后一次回家,并没有想象中的悲伤。万物都是喧嚣躁动的,消解了一切可能与悲伤有关的情绪。冯静从火车站出来,坐一辆小公共回家。路边在修楼,黄沙从缝隙漫进车窗,用手摩擦皮肤能感觉落上去的一层生涩。两旁都是运货大卡车,高耸的车厢,压迫着视线。堵车堵得厉害,几乎像是一条不认识的路,新铺的 Feng Jing went home for the last time, and did not imagine the sadness. All things are noisy restless, dissolving all the emotions that may be sad. Feng Jing out from the train station, take a small public home. Roadside building repair, yellow sand into the window from the gap, hand rubbing the skin can feel falling to a layer of jerky. Lined with cargo trucks, towering compartments, oppression of the line of sight. Traffic jam blocked, almost like a do not know the way, the new shop