山岗上站着一头驴。它望着远方的天空,那里有一朵云。可能是受了那朵云彩的启示,它甩了一下尾巴,而后昂起头伸长脖子叫了起来,声音悲怆嘹亮,有金属的质地,像是在呼唤那一朵云。这是记忆中的事。幼时,在课堂上学《黔之驴》,因没去过黔之地,不知道那个地方什么样,就像黔之虎不知驴为何物。想象中,黔之虎见到的驴应该还是驴的样子,与别的驴子没有分别,就像我在山岗上见到的那样。几十年之后,再读《黔之驴》,竟读出一些新意来,觉得古 Standing on the hillside a donkey. It looks out into the sky to a distant place, where there is a cloud. It may have been inspired by the cloud, which dumped its tail and then began to stretch her neck and cried out loud, with a glittering, metallic texture that was like calling for a cloud. This is something in memory. Childhood, in the classroom to learn “donkey”, because they have not been to Guizhou, do not know what kind of place, just like the tiger do not know why the donkey thing. Imagine the tiger seen by Guizhou Tiger should still look like a donkey, no difference with other donkeys, as I saw in the hills. Decades later, read “Guizhou’s donkey”, actually read some new ideas, think ancient