这肯定是一生的梦魇。多年以来,它和他们在我内心甚至灵魂当中沉渣泛起,隐忍而又凶猛。它——略等于仇恨、惊悚、恐惧、毒药。他们,既是实指,又非常具体。它和他们所笼罩和贯穿的,大致是我一个人,也可能还有很多,生发于某一个地域,而又超越了一时一地的范畴。似乎从记事起,我就对她——爷爷的亲嫂子有一种恐惧,乃至挥之不去的惊悚。六岁那年,我拽着母亲衣角,背着碎花布书包,正式成为小学生那一天,母亲压低声音,神情凝重又神秘地叮嘱我说: This is definitely the nightmare of a lifetime. Over the years, it and them in my heart and soul among the sediment, forbearing and fierce. It - slightly equals hatred, horror, fear, poison. They are real and very specific. It and they are enveloped and throughout, roughly I am a person, there may be many, germinal in a certain area, but beyond the scope of the time. It seems from the memo, I have to her - my grandfather's sister-in-law have a fear, and even the lingering thriller. At the age of six, I dragged my mother's clothing, carrying a floral cloth bag, officially became a pupil that day, my mother lowered the voice, looked solemn and mysteriously told me: