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我对事物呈现的“大量”且喜且惧。看过油菜花地、接天荷叶、灯笼柿子林、成片老式民居的屋瓦,那种美是铺天盖地的、霸道的,使人唯恐自己的呼吸把其辜负了。再看初夏夜,振着翅膀的白蚁群从窗口汹涌而入,薄透的羽翼和软软的身体扑住了客厅的光源,驱赶不散,一层又一层地增厚,挤成了蜂窝,那感觉,竟是惶恐的,人也不由自主地打了战栗。这是一个奇怪的现象。一朵油菜花、一只白蚁,再庸常不过了,但千千万万朵油菜花、千千万万只白蚁在一起,它们仿佛就涅槃了,有了神性,或者魔性。
I am “massively” presented to things and happy and fearful. Have seen rape flowers, pick the day lotus leaves, lantern persimmon forest, into a piece of old-style residential houses roof tiles, that beauty is overwhelming, overbearing, people fear that their own breathing to live up to it. Looked at the early summer night, wings of white termites swirling from the window into the thin through the wings and soft body burst into the living room light source, drive away, layer after layer thickening, squeezed into a honeycomb , That feeling, was actually panic, people also involuntarily shuddered. This is a strange phenomenon. A rape flower, a termitage, but then commonplace, but millions of rape, tens of thousands of termites together, they seem to nirvana, deity, or magic.