一我睡在蚕房里,那些声音,像沙漏般,沙沙沙……,我仿佛可以用手掬起这些沙子般质感的声音。自从搬进这蚕房,我的夜晚就开始没有了梦,只有这些蚕声,像水一样涌入,如烟一样笼罩,若秋雨来临之前的闷热。弥漫,唯有蚕声。 As soon as I slept in the silkworm room, those sounds, like hourglasses, rustling ..., I felt as if I could shake these sand-like sounds with my hands. Ever since I moved into this sericulture room, my night began to have no dreams. Only these silkworms, like water, were pouring in like smoke, and they were hot before the autumn rain. Diffuse, only silkworm.