我惊讶于哑语教师会说话的手。字、词、句,用手势组合;数学、物理、文学,用手势传授。在深不见底的沉默里,你把世界向着讲台下打开。我沉迷于哑语教师有表情的手。表现力与愤怒,如舟船行于江海;表现美与温柔,如花叶在风中飞飏。在无法沟通的孤独里,你的手势收藏了全部人性,转身又魔术般向台下释放。 I was surprised at the hands that verbal teachers would speak. Words, words, sentences, with gestures; math, physics, literature, with gestures. In the depth of silence, you open the world toward the stage. I’m addicted to the hand of a teacher with an expressive face. Expressiveness and anger, such as the boat trip in the river; performance of the United States and gentle, such as mosaic in the wind flying hover. In loneliness that can not be communicated, your gesture has collected all the humanity, turned around and magically released to the stage.