她面前

        是那根被斩断半截的木桩

        木桩顶上

        平放着她从行囊最深处取出的两样东西

        两条暗红色布条

        两枚锈迹斑斑的铜铃

        暮色浓得像兑了血

        把她的轮廓染成一片沉默的剪影

        她低着头

        看着那两枚铜铃

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