“过程”与“蝴蝶”本是风马牛不相及的两个词,即便它们同为名词,亦是一个为虚一个为实。我之所以安下这么一个题目进行写作,是基于如下的潜意识:从事文学或所有可称作艺术的东西于我来说都只有一过程,没有其他,没有起点和终点。如果硬要说有,则两端都是死亡。而我只是其中的一只充满灵性的蝴蝶,明知将与生命一道最终走向消失,而仍然为之。这便是我所认知的生命之轻与过程之 “Process ” and “Butterfly ” This is the irrelevant two words, even if they are the same terms, but also a virtual one is true. The reason why I put down such a topic for writing is based on the subconscious: To work in literature or all things that can be called art has a single process for me, nothing else, no beginning and no end. If you insist, there is death on both ends. And I am just one of them full of spiritual butterfly, knowing it will eventually disappear with life, and still be. This is the light and the process of life that I know