還是成都的那些舊街道,我跟著你一步一步地走過平坦的石板路,我望著你的背影,心里安慰地想,父親還很康健呢,一種幸福的感覺使我的全身發熱了,我那時不會知道我是在夢中,也忘記了二十五年來的艱苦日子。
在戲園里,我坐在你旁邊,看臺上的武戲,你還詳細地給我解釋劇中情節。我變成二十幾年前的孩子了,我高興,我沒有掛慮地微笑,我不假思索地隨口講話,我想不到我在很短的時間以后就會失掉你,失掉這一切。
然而睜開眼睛,我只是一個人,四周就只有滴滴的雨聲。房里是一片黑暗。
At that time, neither did I realize that I was in a dream, nor did I remember the tough days that I had gone through in the last twenty-five years.
In the opera house, while I sat beside you to watch the martial play on the stage, you explained its plot to me in detail. 1 became the kid that I had once been over twenty years before. I was delighted. I smiled lightheartedly and I spoke without thinking. I never thought that only in a very short period of time would I lose you and all this.
However, when I opened my eyes. I found that I was all by myself, only with the dripping sound of rain around me. The house was in darkness.