二十多年前的一个夏天,小姨带我和弟弟去溜冰场。溜冰场的管理员是个二十来岁的男青年,他通过自己的办法,跟和我同样年轻的小姨搭讪上了。在最初几句言不及义的对白之后,他们迅速把话题转向了文学,这个年轻人告诉我小姨,他刚刚给小城的报纸副刊投了一首诗,正在等待编辑的回复。我说了,这个年轻人是溜冰场的管理员,在那个科技不甚发达的年代里,他负责用肉眼辨识溜冰场上像鱼一样飞快地游弋着的人们, One summer twenty years ago, my aunt took me and my brother to the skating rink. The skater’s manager is a twenty-year-old young man who, by his own means, gets in touch with a young aunt like me. After the first few sentences of imprecision, they quickly turned their attention to literature. The young man told me aunt, who just cast a poem for the town’s newspaper supplement, awaiting an editorial reply. I said, this young man is an administrator of the ice skating rink, in that era of underdeveloped technology, he is responsible for the naked eye identified on the ice rink like fish fast cruising people,