被一只老虎追赶老德活在一个传说里,直到死,也没有从传说中翻过身来。我时常在村庄里看到老德,蹬蹬地走在那条土路上,身后的影子跟着一跳一荡的。那时的老德活在真实里,现实像镜子里照出的影像,一样一样清晰地端到他的面前。村庄里的人都知道,老德的天空突然破了,没有天空的遮蔽,霜雪直接覆盖到他的头顶。他顶着这方没有修复的天空,再也没有走出来,一个人大半生活在自己的世界里,也是一种幸运,人事的疏离,可以掩盖挤进 A tiger to catch the old German live in a legend, until it dies, nor turned over from the legend. I often see the old German in the village, stepped on that dirt road, behind the shadow followed jump. The Old German at that time lived in reality, the reality of the image shone in the mirror, as clearly as before. All the people in the village knew that Old German’s sky suddenly broke, there was no shadow in the sky, and frost covered the snow directly to his head. He stood against the sky that this side did not repair, did not come out anymore, and most of them live in their own world, but also a kind of lucky, alienated personnel that can cover up