一小路像一条纠缠的灰蛇爬上山坡,远山的野树丛透出若有若无的草蓝色,路旁斜曳的葛针挂着几串风干的果子。我跨坐在小叔柔韧的肩膀上,像跨坐一匹年轻俊逸的马儿,舒适妥帖视野开阔。小叔高举两臂,小叔的大手抓住我的小手,其实小叔的手不大,没有茧子,那是一双书生的秀手。母亲走在前面,母亲出阁前是家境殷实人家的小姐,有着优雅的身段和雪白的后颈。母亲前面是父亲,父亲长着标准的农民的身架,毫不费力地推一辆满载的小 A small road like an entangled gray snake climbed the hillside, the wild hills of the mountains revealed Ruowei grass blue, stilted roadside hung a few strings of dried fruit. I straddle the shoulders of Uncle flexible, like riding a young and beautiful horse, comfortable and appropriate field of vision wide open. Uncle raised his arms, my uncle’s big hand to seize my little hand, in fact, little uncle’s hand is small, there is no cocoon, it is a pair of scholar’s hand. Mother walked in front of the mother before the cabinet is an honest family lady, with elegant figure and white neck. In front of the mother is a father, father with a standard farmer’s body, effortlessly pushing a full load of small