(一)现在,我把身体封闭起来,不许思想辐射,不让时间逼近。一块与世隔绝的石头,对于外界,不存在;对于自己,铁了心。我在体内,清点每个器官,像抚摸必经之路。这些老友,多年后依然听得出我细微的碎步。不敢硬碰,这些瓷实的物件,只好爱不释手地沾沾返潮的露水。这些尤物,在与水的浸泡中,竟有了光的弧度。有的浑圆如白头,有的光滑似好乳;有的,就是一对圆眼睛,目睹我,像目睹亘古之灯。 (A) Now, I closed my body, not allowed to radiation, not to allow time to approach. An isolated stone, for the outside world, does not exist; for himself, iron heart. I am in the body, counting each organ, like stroking only way. These old friends, still years after hearing my subtle crushing step. Not hard to touch, these porcelain objects, had no choice but to moisten damp dew. These stunners, in the soaking with water, actually had the light of the arc. Some rounded as white, some smooth as milk; some, is a pair of round eyes, I see, like to see the lamp of eternity.