冬日灵堂前的梦二〇一二年深冬,舅舅走了。我相信,他是在睡梦中把灵魂与身体剥离,灵魂交给了梦,一梦向北,徒留一具肉身,从此,肉身开始长久地酣眠。我唤他不醒,摇他不动,摸他鼻息一阵凉寒。我双手交搓,然后送到嘴边,哈气取暖。我没有眼泪,相反,一阵轻松。舅舅终于安然睡眠了。他离开了我们,当然,我指的是灵魂。殡仪馆人员推走他的肉身,并以最快的速度设置了一个灵堂。舅舅躺在灵柩中, Winter dream paradise dream deep winter in 2012, my uncle left. I believe he is in the dream of the soul and body stripped, the soul to the dream, a dream north, leaving a flesh, since then, the flesh began to sleep long. I call him not wake up, shake him motionless, touch him breath while cold. I hands rub, and then sent to the mouth, Kazakhstan gas heating. I do not have tears, on the contrary, while relaxed. Uncle finally sleep peacefully. He left us, of course, I mean the soul. The funeral parlor officers pushed away his body and set up a chapel as quickly as possible. Uncle lying in bully,