一直以来,“死亡”和“衰老”这些念头如密云般笼罩在我的头顶,我千方百计回避这类话题。然而,此刻我正探望最近困于养老院的母亲,再也不能逃避了。在我的周围,死神在耳边嘶嘶作响。这些老人面带稚气,眼神空洞,无力的身躯像布帘一样垂着,母亲与我相对而坐。她瞥了一眼我带来的橘子,点头表示满意。 All along, the thoughts of “Death ” and “Aging ” are shrouded in my head like a cloud, and I try my best to avoid such topics. However, at the moment I am visiting the mother who was recently trapped in a nursing home and can no longer escape. Around me, death sizzles in the ear. These old people with childish, hollow eyes, weak body like a curtain hanging as usual, the mother sitting with me. She glanced at the oranges I brought and nodded my satisfaction.