I'm always skeptical

The author is Yu Guinan, and his pen name is Yu Hui

The thousand-year-old stone slab bridge in my hometown

Like the back of my father in my childhood memories

Young, tall and thick

On a hill not far from the slate bridge

Father under the loess

Ethereal

Like puffy clouds in the sky

Even more than a decade ago

Witnessed my father lying in a coffin

The loess of a shovel and a shovel

Pile up into graves

Every time I go to the grave

In the mourning of the candle lit by the incense of the dead money

I'm always skeptical

All these years

Almost every night in a dream

Urging me to go to the code word father

finally

It is lying in the grave

It's still an inch away all day long

Follow me

I always squint

Lying quietly on his father's grave

Lie down for a while

I want to hear about my father in the grave

The sound of a heartbeat

or

Waiting for my father to come out of the grave

Come out

Call me by name

or

A hand was held out from the grave

Touch my forehead

Urging me to code again

I'm afraid of ghosts

Not afraid of the father

even if

became the father of ghosts

(Note: My father died in the year of the sixtieth year)

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