我很清楚,父亲的生命实在太卑微太平凡了,因此他的亡故绝对不可能也不应该引起天地物候的任何异常。可那个冬季,确确实实下了很多很多的雪。从农历十月起,隔三差五就纷纷扬扬下一场,持之以恒一直延续到年关,使习惯了干枯的陇中大地如梦如幻般笼罩在茫茫无边的洁白和冷寂之中。 I am very clear that his father’s life is too humble and ordinary. Therefore, his death is absolutely impossible and should not cause any abnormalities in the world. In the winter, indeed, there were many, many snows. From October onwards, the next one was celebrated every three times and the next one was held. Perseverance lasted until the end of the year, making the infatuated and inhospitable earth covered with dreamless whiteness and coldness.