这天很晚了,我还开着车在外面兜,而且在一条我根本不熟悉的乡间小路上。灯光里,我看见路两边全是坟,这些坟高高低低,在车灯里拉出长长短短的影子,然后一晃一晃地从我眼前消失。忽然,我看见王静站在路边或者说站在坟堆里,当然,这时候我不知道她叫王静,是她后来告诉我的。王静穿着白衣服,衣袂飘飘的样子,像陈瑞歌里唱的那只白狐。车近了,王静不停地向我的车招手。显然,她要拦车。我当然停了车。 It was late, and I was driving outside on a drive and on a country lane I was unfamiliar with. In the light, I saw all the graves on both sides of the road. The graves were so tall and tall that they pulled out long, short shadows in the headlights and then disappeared from my eyes with a flash. Suddenly, I saw Wang Jing standing on the roadside or standing in the grave, of course, this time I do not know her name is Wang Jing, she later told me. Wang Jing wearing white clothes, Yi Mei fluttering look, like the singing of Chen Rui song that white fox. Near the car, Wang Jing constantly waving to my car. Obviously, she wants to block the train. Of course I stopped the car.