去年冬天的残雪其实也是时间的残雪。我们眼看着它们像一朵朵地上的云团被时间风干,被在温度计中一天天向上爬行的季节吞敛……雪融化的声音从房檐口滴落下来,真的很像古老的以水计时的钟漏。每一下声音都在提醒我们:覆水难收,时间一去不返;逝去的岁月留下的只是充满想象、幻觉 Last winter’s residual snow is actually the snow of time. We watched them like a cloud on the blossoming ground. They were air-dried by time. They were swallowed up in the season when the thermometer was crawling upwards. The snow melted down and fell from the mouth of the house. It was really like the old water clock. The clock leaks. Every voice is reminding us: Overcoming difficulties in water, time is gone; the years left behind are just full of imagination and illusion.