一秀梅走近院子时,看到大门还是原来的大门,只是两侧垂下两座雪样的银塔来,银白的塔在太阳光的照射下,泛着银白的光芒。一阵接一阵的声浪从院门冲出来,从院墙飞出来,院子里的喧哗已取代了平日死般的沉寂。院子里是许多白色的身影,静止的白色身影,飘移的白色身影。院子当间是一个花团锦簇的灵棚,灵棚里停着一口紫红的棺材,棺材上趴着一个人,正爹一声妈一声地号啕着。 A Xiumei approached the yard, saw the door or the original door, just hanging two sides of the snow-like silver tower, the silver tower in the sunlight, glowing silver light. A while after a burst of sound rushed out from the courtyard door, flew out from the courtyard walls, the noise of the yard has replaced the usual death-like silence. The yard is a lot of white figure, static white figure, drift white figure. The courtyard was a beautiful shelter, Ling shed a purple coffin parked on the coffin lying on a person, his father soon as mother shouted.