Mother runs in her dream.
● Liu Pingyang
Six months ago, my 85-year-old mother broke her femur. one half
After many years, my mother still can't get out of bed. Mother lay day and night.
In bed, I said to the empty room, it seems that I have come to an end.
Boss, the only way is to lie in bed and die.
Mother began to dream endlessly. Dreams are all about youth.
When things. It's all about walking and running
Mother dreamed that her wife, as strong as an ox, was dressed in a mighty suit.
Military uniform, with a huge bright red embroidery hanging on the chest.
Ball, standing tall and straight on the path leading to the mountain. A beautiful one.
The little donkey, carrying a red-hot beauty, shook the earth.
There was a roaring suona sound from outside the mountain, which frightened a person.
Resting in the shadow of the mountain, it spreads its wings and flies to the vast blue sky with its huge wings.
Let the spring sunshine jingle. A wife as strong as an ox.
Hold a beautiful burning cloud in your hand and gently put it on it.
On the wooden bed smelling of paint, the red veil was lifted to reveal a face.
If a fairy's face. A wife as strong as an ox turned into a soft egg.
The water of love and the wind of instant passion have set off a devastating wave.
Waves, the wooden bed turned into the sea. She and her wife are in the sea.
It's decades when you're on cloud nine. Flutter, flutter, flutter.
A group of children fluttered, shaking off their youth and beauty,
Flopping, flopping, flopping into a pile of loess. Nahou loess mask
Is the wife as strong as an ox? Looking at that pile is lifeless.
Loess, mother thought, where is the loess that belongs to her?
And then what? In the blink of an eye, my mother saw the heights in the messy cemetery.
There is a pile of new soil, and a grave floats on the new soil, as if shouting.
Call mother. An ethereal and familiar voice. be
Mother said, old woman, what are you dawdling about? Sooner or later.
Come here. Mother shook her head and nodded again, as if smiling.
He smiled softly and said, Yes, what are you dawdling about? Huangtudu
Almost buried to the waist. What else can you miss?
Days flow silently in loneliness. Went during the day, black
Night came, night went, and day came. Mom is lying in bed,
My mind is full of people and things from the past. Mom's here.
I said to myself, you children! It's hard to see people all day,
What are you up to? Busy, in the end, like me, lying in bed, unable to move, waiting day after day.
Go to hell. Mom really wants to talk! But no one listens to his mother. mother
Just talking to herself, she kept talking, saying something, she didn't
Yes, but she knew she was talking. Only those pale walls
Walls, those stupid pots and pans, those floating in the sun.
Floating dust, wind frolicking in the wilderness,
Maybe know what mother said.
My daughter always comes and goes in a hurry, and she always leaves in a hurry.
At that time, my mother had tears in her eyes, and she was so anxious.
I hope my daughter will stay with her for a while!
What my mother wants most now is to stick to it.
Speak slowly. She's worried that after a pause, her children will stop here.
As soon as she turned around, she had to speak to the air alone 2.
Therefore, a mother in her eighties speaks for herself.
All dot symbols are omitted. Mother said that her children were naughty when they were young.
Said her father's good, said that when she was young, she could eat eighty chickens at a meal.
The egg said that she could walk more than 100 miles a day and carry 50 pounds.
Wheat said that so-and-so in the village died, and said that so-and-so died of his wife.
I found one who said that his son didn't give the old man food, and who said that.
Some girls were killed while working outside, saying that their sows were littered.
Twelve piglets were laid. Whose hen laid three a day?
Eggs? Mom looks great when she talks about it, and her eyes.
Bright, blushing and gray hair also seems to glow.
Machine.
Mother's gray hair is messy, and her daughter wants to help her wash it.
Wash your hair. My daughter looked at the bright sunshine and took pictures of the whole house.
The weather is very warm. My daughter decided to dry-clean her mother and her daughter used warm water.
The water diluted some shampoo, and then patted mother on the head.
With a gentle rub, my mother's gray hair was condensed by water.
Getting together seems to be rare, and my mother's scalp is exposed.
Khaki khaki, very thin, like a piece of paper, as if it had been used lightly.
Force, it will break. My daughter remembers that my mother had it when she was young.
Has long, thick, soft and straight black hair.
To mom's waist. But now, mom's long hair is gone.
The years have passed. The daughter's eyes are full of tears.
The daughter quickly wiped the washed things on her mother's head with a dry towel.
Water the hair, then wet the towel with water and wipe the mother's hair.
Wash your hair, wring it dry and rub it until mom's gray hair is soft.
When she obeyed, her daughter said, Mom, you are sitting in the sun.
Get some sunshine in case you catch a cold. Mom smiled and said, wash it, so clear.
Cool!
The daughter took her mother's hand and looked at her skinny fingers.
Sometimes, my heart hurts. The daughter was also surprised to find that her mother was full.
Our fingernails are covered with blood, dry, shriveled, gray and bloodless.
The color has changed. And that nail hasn't been cut for a long time, and it looks very
Long and ugly. The daughter took out the nail clippers and trimmed her fingers for her mother.
A But that nail is so hard that it is difficult for my daughter to cut it off with great strength.
Move it. But the daughter still cut intently, with a click, and cut off a small piece.
Block, ding, cut a small piece, white, like.
Nail clippings as hard as snow bounced in the sun.
It fell all over the floor. The daughter slowly grinds her mother's nails, and she wants to put
Mother's nails were polished round and smooth to prevent them from cutting her.
Crispy meat.
My daughter began to trim her mother's toenails. Those nails
However, it is dry, flat and bloodless. My daughter holds her mother's feet and feels.
Become so strange, so trance. This is fifty.
Does a kilo of wheat have to walk 100 on the mother's foot of Duoli Mountain Road a day?
Holding mom's paw is like holding a past event, holding it.
A period of history is floating in the wind with an ethereal age.
Month. Those little nails, like mom's bare bones,
It's cold, white and painful in the sun. There is also a kind of daughter's heart.
The pain of being torn
These are all ready, and my daughter has wiped her mother's body again. Daughter, no
Dare to take off her mother's clothes, and her daughter will wring the towel with warm water.
Fuck, put it in mom's clothes, wipe mom's neck first,
Chest, ribs, and then wipe mom's back and waist. Daughter's hand goes through.
Towel, feel the mother's temperature, feel the mother's skin.
Relax. Especially the mother's breasts, like a crumpled cloth bag,
It can't be associated with a woman's energetic breasts.
Let's go My daughter understands that my brother, sister, younger brother and myself are the same.
These breasts have grown up. My daughter has a long heart, I can't tell.
Sorrow or pain.
The mother was cleaned by her daughter, as if she had lost a circle, but
It seems to be a thin photo, as if the wind blows.
Blow mom away.
The daughter is holding a comb in her hand and gently combing her mother's gray hair.
Sparse hair, sunlight jumping on mother's hair tips, on the comb.
Flowing on the floor. My daughter is as quiet as a woman in a boudoir.
It's beautiful. My daughter has a dream in her arms, meticulous and tender.
Carefully pave the way for dreams. Unconsciously, my daughter
Just let out a cry, mom. Unconsciously, my mother agreed.
Alas. The sunshine is warm and quiet, and the silhouette is empty and illusory.
Mother said, daughter, your sister is back.
My daughter followed her mother's eyes and saw the sunset.
Deep blue distant mountains and crimson land have become silhouettes.
Sheep.
Your sister walked too fast. She was afraid that I was hungry, so she was busy coming back to do it.
Give me food.
The daughter looked down at her mother's eyes and he saw one.
A running silhouette, carrying a laundry list, is dark, curled up and upside down.
Running in the wind with sunshine, the sunshine is red as blood, and the shadow is like
As black as ink. I like shadow play and paper cutting.
The daughter said, Mom, how did you know that was my sister?
Mother said, I can see the way your sister walks at a glance.
Let's go I can smell your sister from a distance. And the wind,
Sunshine will tell me that your sister is back.
The daughter said, mom is really amazing!
Mom proudly said that I can easily go through the glass window.
I saw your father's grave clearly. The grass on your father's grave is so deep.
On the day of Tomb-Sweeping Day, I saw a lot of spring on your father's grave.
I counted, there are 19 flowers. I'll ask your brother to count it, not much, not much.
Less, exactly nineteen.
The daughter said, mom, you are really a fairy!
Mother smiled and said that immortals can fly and run all over the world.
Running around like I can only lie in bed and not move?
After a while, my sister Mingju really came back. Sweat on the face
The water is shining. As soon as my daughter left the laundry list, she was busy cooking.
Daughter and mother slept in the same bed, and mother talked all night.
I don't know if it is midnight or when, but my daughter seems to be asleep.
Obscure, lingering in the daughter's ear, is still the mother gushing.
Words.
In a daze, my mother said, daughter, I have been,
I dream every night. I always run and run in my dreams.
So fast, so fast, running in the mountains for a while and running in the fields for a while.
Running, as if the wings grew for a while, it flew, flying so high. After a while, your father ran in front and I chased after him.
Your father waved to me as he ran, shouting my nickname,
Yu, come on! Come on! The scenery ahead is very good!
Mother said, daughter, you seemed to be only six years old at that time, and I
Take you to the fireplace to pick corn and sing songs about you while picking it.
The song that dad taught you to sing: the sky is full of stars, the crescent moon is shining, and it produces.
Team meeting, evil old society? Singing and singing, you just
When you dozed off, you fell down and spilled a pot of water on the fireplace.
Yes When I picked you up, half of your face was peeled off, you
Dad is building a reservoir outside, and I have to take you to the city with a basket.
Treatment. You pick the basket, and the other one is empty. So I'm here
A big stone was picked up by the roadside and put in an empty basket. The basket is only symmetrical when it is taken off.
Get up. When I got to the hospital, the doctors were all surprised. How could I?
Go into town with a big stone. I picked you to run on the mountain road.
Running and running, sweat soaked the back of the clothes. When did you leave a shoe?
I don't even know. Fortunately, there was a moon that night, more than 30 miles of mountain roads,
I ran in one breath and arrived at the hospital before dawn. daughter
Ah, you don't know, said the doctor. If it's later, your half.
The edge is scarred. It's a good thing you only left a small part of your face.
Scar it. Otherwise a girl, good face.
If it breaks down, it will be miserable. Strange, how fast I ran then! which
Just like now, I can only lie in bed and wait for death.
Daughter, your father is good-looking, tall and good-looking.
Special teeth are white! I just can't get enough of it. I don't know why.
Yao, your father is so good that he will be criticized. I came back from the fields.
Come on, I learned that your father was pulled into town by a tractor, and then I
I was barefoot, and before I could put on my shoes, I chased it barefoot.
I run very fast, dragging a long yellow ash behind me. I cut corners.
Road to catch up, but still missed, I lay on the hillside.
Cry till the sun goes down. I didn't hear from your father, so I sat at the entrance to the county seat and waited. I
Think, your dad is so good, he will be fine for sure. There's always one
God, I will wait for your father, too. Until the fourth day, your father
Finally came back. He came back on foot. Your father saw the mountain pass.
Wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, I paused and ran towards me.
Get up, I ran to him, too. We all run very fast.
Come on, it looks like it's flying. Your father picked me up and flew away.
Turn three times quickly, then carry me on your shoulders and stride forward.
Walking on the way home. He walked fast and the wind was blowing under his feet.
Daughter, guess why I put on that red cotton-padded jacket?
That's my dowry, your father's favorite dress. Guess your dad?
Say something? Your father said that I looked like a bear as soon as I put on that red cotton-padded jacket.
The burning flame, as soon as he saw me, his body was light, so
Will turn into water. That's weird. Why am I like a flame?
How did he become water?
Daughter, I always have these dreams, but they are not dreams.
It's true, but it just keeps appearing in my dreams, which makes me
I can't even tell which ones are dreams and which ones are reality. Just dreaming.
I am always running.
Daughter! Do you think being angry is irritating? Where was I when I woke up?
Can you run half a step in the room? I'm like a dead man. Where can I go?
What about half a step?
My daughter is too tired. My daughter beeps like a dream.
Lulu: Mom, slow down! Your leg is hurt, your thigh.
The bone is broken, mom, run slowly!
After being awakened by a loud noise, her daughter was shocked.
Now, my mother is lying on the ground, with one foot straight and the other curled up.
Come on, put one hand forward, throw the other hand back, and the whole person will
Like an athlete trying to run.