黄小牛把初次的精遗在了1983年秋天的一个下午。那个下午日光在黄小牛袒露的肚皮上打上了个明晃晃的补丁。一只蚂蚁在补丁上焦躁地爬过,屋子里静得能听见那只蚂蚁的磨牙声。黄小牛感觉到了一股热流,酥酥痒痒的。其实他已经醒了,但懒得起来。他眯着眼睛盯着窗纱上的两只大蜻蜓。大蜻蜓是他三天前捉来放在屋子里的,如今它们一动不动地挂在窗纱上,像死了一样。黄小牛在想刚做过的一个梦,梦里有菊子,菊子的嘴唇上用红纸涂得艳艳的润润的,菊子一笑,两只洁白的门牙上也蹭上了红色。黄小牛很想跟菊子亲嘴。 Yellow calf first time left in the fall of 1983 an afternoon. That afternoon, the sun shone a shimmering patch on the yellow calf’s bare belly. An ant crawling anxiously on the patch, the room still can hear the ants molars sound. Yellow calf felt a heat flow, crisp itch. In fact, he has woke up, but too lazy to get up. He narrowed his eyes to the two large dragonflies on the screen. The big dragonfly was caught in the house three days earlier, and now they hang on the window screen as if dead. Yellow calf just want to do a dream, there are Chrysanthemum dreams, Chrysanthemum lips coated with red paper Yan Yan Run, Chrysanthemum smile, two white front teeth also rub on the red. Yellow calf would like to kiss kikuchi.