那个时期,我们感觉时间就像熔岩一样凝结成块,体现出原始、虚无的本质。我和母亲、二弟、三弟顺从地裹在它的凝胶里,等待它黑暗的肠胃来消化我们,但我的父亲却不肯屈服,他做出种种荒唐的举止,这使我们的生活增添了污垢和可笑的成分,但最后谁也无法挣脱时间的安排,他早该明白这一点。以前,父亲走在村里的时候,会引起奇怪的张力:他看上去虚张声势、好勇斗狠、狡诈、富有谋略和心机,但村庄以它绵密的巷道、深邃的阴影以及它无法掩饰的休闲和微微嘲弄的气氛,将父亲深埋在它的深处,等父亲牵着黑狗好不容易走出来,他的所有表现都变成了虚假的,他怒火冲天的目光也镀上了假模假式 At that time, we felt that time was like a block of lava, reflecting the original, nothingness of the essence. My mother, my brother, and my brother were obediently wrapped in its gel, waiting for its dark stomach to digest us, but my father refused to give in. He made all sorts of absurd deeds that made our lives Adding dirt and ridiculous composition, but in the end no one can break free from the schedule of time, he should have understood this. In the past his father was strangely strained when he walked in the village: he seemed bluffing, brave, cunning, strategy and motivated, but with its dense alleys, deep shadows, and its unobtrusive leisure and A slight mocking atmosphere, the father buried in its depths, so his father finally came out with a black dog, all his performance has become a fake, he was also furious eyes filled with fake model