除了大雨来临时那些低低盘旋的燕子,这个城市的天空中已经鲜有鸟的踪迹了。一天黄昏,我独自一人在种满了各色蔬菜的废弃河道上行走,听到一个四五岁的孩子问她的母亲:麻雀是什么样子?看着那个年轻的母亲张口结舌的尴尬样子,我才恍然意识到:雀影已飞离我们的视野很久了。似乎从来都不曾感觉到这个事实,似乎从来都没 Except for those swallows swirling around in the rain, there are few birds in the sky in this city. One evening, walking alone on the abandoned river filled with colorful vegetables, I heard a four- and five-year-old child ask her mother what a sparrow looks like when I look at the embarrassed embarrassment of the young mother. Realized: Finches have been flying away from our vision for a long time. Never seem to have felt this fact, it seems never