一母亲走的时候,是痛苦的,还是平静的?意识是混沌的,还是清醒的?她有恐惧吗?母亲还活着吗?她真的不在人世了吗?母亲至今没有下落。我不厌其烦地审视自己的身体,这是母亲失踪的那个年龄的身体。摸摸自己的身体,感觉妈妈的肉长在我的骨骼上,腰腿酸痛时,我用妈妈的表情体验疼痛,我把身子借给妈妈,让她拼命使唤。母亲走失后,我一直没有收拾过她的衣服, Is it painful or calm when a mother walks? Is the consciousness chaotic or sobbed? Is she afraid? Is the mother still alive? Is she dead? Mother has not had any whereabouts. I tire of examining my body, which is the body of the age at which my mother was missing. Feel my body, feeling my mother’s long meat in my bones, waist and leg pain, I experience the pain with my mother’s face, I lend my body to her mother, let her desperately call. After the mother lost, I have not clean up her clothes,