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她已经很老了,很老很老。在我的印象里老了很久。依然老着,越来越老。几天前去她家,其实是去看她新生的重孙,顺带瞧了瞧她罢了。她早已经糊涂了,竟在把玩自己的粪便。母亲上前为她清理,笑她:“你羞不羞啊!”我也刮刮脸,冲她做出一个“羞羞”的表情。她咧嘴憨笑,望着我。“认识她不?”母亲指指我问她。“我认得到呢,认得到”。她含混不清地答,眼睛定定地盯着我,似乎在寻找什么。我记得她已经很久没有记起我了。她离我越来越远,生活里,记忆中。
She is very old, very old and very old. Old in my impression for a long time. Still old, getting older. A few days ago to go to her home, in fact, to see her newborn grandchildren, by the way she looked at her. She was already confused, actually playing with their own excrement. Mother stepped forward to clean up and laugh at her: “I’m shame not shy ah!” I also shave her face and make her a “shame” expression. She grinned, looking at me. “Know her?” Mother pointed to me and asked her. “I recognize it, recognized ”. She replied vaguely, eyes fixed on me, as if looking for something. I remember she had not remember me for a long time. She is farther and farther away from me, in my life, in my memory.