夜深人静,万家灯火已熄,我躺在床上,却是辗转反侧,难以再入眠。闭上双眼,梦中的情景历历浮现,与现实相叠……
In the dead of night, the lights of all houses are out. I lie in bed, but I toss and turn, and can't sleep again. Close your eyes, the scene in the dream emerges, overlapped with the reality
梦中,你依旧是一身朴素的衣裤,系着围裙,将我赶出厨房:“别急,别急,菜还没好呢!”粗糙的手掌,染着油渍,那滑腻的触感,至今还残留在我的皮肤上,抽油烟机的响声挡不住你嗓门:“今天买了条鲳鳊鱼,知道你喜欢,待会儿多吃点。”而我却发不出声音,只能看着你略显蹒跚的身影在狭小的厨房里忙碌……
Dream, you are still a simple clothes and pants, wear apron, drive me out of the kitchen: "don't worry, don't worry, the food is not good!" The rough palm, stained with oil stains, and the greasy touch still remain on my skin. The sound of the range hood can't stop your voice: "I bought a pomfret today. I know you like it. I'll eat more later." But I can't make a sound. I can only watch you hobbling in the narrow kitchen
梦中,你依旧是坐在那个朝阳的房间里,背对着阳光,戴着老花镜,倚在躺椅中,花白的头发在阳光的照耀下闪出晶莹的色泽,一本普通的食谱,你每天总是翻上一遍,嘴里喃喃:“小丫头正在发育,得给她弄点好吃又有营养的。”老式的收音机在红木的床头柜上沙哑地唱着锡剧,那幅画图,就定格在我的梦里……
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