一公路两边的尘土原本安静地伏在那里,但来往的车辆却让它们无法安静。我坐在一辆气味混杂的中巴车上,跟着前头那辆中巴车疯跑。一路裹带看不见的小沙砾,把车尾拍得唰唰响,还鼓动一只肮脏的白色塑料袋没头没脑地追,然后攀上车顶的铁丝,气鼓鼓地远走高飞了。我在一个叫“倒栽槐”的小镇上下了车,迷蒙的尘土中,我晕乎乎落了地,感觉自己真成了一棵倒栽的大槐树。有人走近我,我认出了他,也认出了他头上新崭崭的白色孝帽。表弟华子把我扶上面 The dust on both sides of a highway was originally quietly there, but the traffic makes them unable to quiet. I sat in a mixed smell of the bus, followed by the first bus crazy run. Wrap all the way invisible gravel, the tail of the car pounding, but also agitated a dirty white plastic bag undaunted chase, and then climb the roof of the wire, fled away. I was getting out of the car in a small town called “Dingzaihuai”, and in the dust of the mist, I felt dizzy and felt like a desolate big locust tree. When someone approached me, I recognized him and recognized the new white hat on his head. Cousin Hua Zi helped me to the top