1996年有点遥远了。那年我高考,就在我紧张应考的日子里,我的祖母因心肌梗死而猝然离世。父亲把消息封锁起来,不让人告诉我。当我高考结束,返回老家的时候,祖母已经不见,只有莫花岭上一抔新鲜的泥土,在风里被吹拂来、吹拂去,像漂在海上的一艘无帆船。我自小就跟祖母亲近,上初中之前,一直和她睡。她睡觉的时候无声无息,呼吸几不可闻,又喜欢仰睡,直条条的,肌肤有点微冷,晚上突然 1996 is a bit far away. That year, my college entrance examination, just in my stressful exam days, my grandmother died suddenly due to myocardial infarction. My father blocked the news, people do not tell me. When I finished my college entrance exam and returned to my hometown, my grandmother had disappeared. Only Mo Huawling was blown over the fresh soil, blowing in the wind and blowing like a sailing boat floating on the sea. I was close to my grandmother since I was young, and slept with her until I was in junior high school. She sleeps quietly breathless, breathless, and like to go to bed, straight article, the skin a little cold, suddenly at night