当年随家人下放到福建农场的许江或许不曾想到,他将始终走在列维坦画笔下的那条《弗拉基米尔卡》之路上。那是一条荒野之路,布满着苦难、鲜血与眼泪,人们却在画布上看不见任何悲伤的面孔;那是一条被无数的脚镣磨平了的道路,画框里没有革命者的身影,只有天边压低的乌云与废弃的路标。或许,正是这样一条道路,才最终考验着创造者的意志,并让他们坚定的如野草般站立在大地的黄昏之中。 Xu Jiang, who had been placed with his family on Fujian farm that year, might not have imagined that he would always walk on the path of “Vladimirka” that Levitan painted. It was a road of wilderness, filled with misery, blood and tears, but no sad face was seen on the canvas; it was a road that had been polished by innumerable feet without a revolutionary figure, Only dark sky clouds and abandoned road signs. Perhaps it is such a path that ultimately tests the will of the creators and allows them to stand firmly in the twilight of the earth like a wee.