漫长的无明时代1959年3月29日我出生在北京,那时父亲已经47岁了,每每想到这个数字我就觉得我们之间太远了,我想凡离父亲太远的人注定会茫然与孤单。我家里第一个出生在北京的孩子,也是最后一个,后得好像有点接不上。离我最近的姐姐生于1951年,比我大8岁;二哥1947年生,比我大12岁,我们同属猪;大哥更大了,比我大14岁。周围都是比我大得多的人,面对一个完全成人的世界,我敏感,胆怯,退缩,好像总想退回到出生前的 Long Unknown Time March 29, 1959 I was born in Beijing, when my father was 47 years old. Every time I think of this figure, I feel that we are too far away. I think that those who are far from their father are doomed to be dazed With loneliness The first child born in Beijing at my house, the last one, did not seem to catch up. My sister, who was closest to me, was born in 1951, eight years older than me. My brother was born in 1947 and was 12 years older than me. We both belong to pigs. Big Brother is bigger and is 14 years older than me. Surrounded by people who are much larger than me, in the face of an entirely adult world, I am sensitive, shy, and withdrawn, as if I always want to be returned to my prenatal