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　　從未走遠(yuǎn)

　　仿佛一夜之間，鎮(zhèn)上雨后春筍般地冒出無數(shù)“現(xiàn)刻瓦片”的小攤，攤旁擠滿了喧鬧吵嚷討價還價的游人，攤后站立著油嘴滑舌卻又分心刻瓦的攤主。我站在街頭，腳下依舊是那條麻石板路，卻似乎很多東西都走遠(yuǎn)了。

　　一抬頭，鎮(zhèn)口石門上是陶二爺十多年前雕刻的巨型“福”字，“田”中藏“壽”， “口”中藏“祿”，“喜”依“示”邊，團(tuán)團(tuán)喜氣，卻又因瓦的灰色顯得肅穆起來。“福”下是喜鵲登梅、貔貅招財、麒麟送子、三陽開泰四副吉祥圖案，極為傳神。穿過石門沿著石板路走，兩側(cè)屋頂上青瓦鱗鱗千瓣，古樸素雅，沉穩(wěn)寧靜，紋路古拙若桑間雞鳴，桃源犬吠，淳樸可愛。

　　十多年前，小鎮(zhèn)尚未被開發(fā)成為景區(qū)，未被冠以古鎮(zhèn)之名。幼年的我熱衷于觀賞陶二爺?shù)裢呖檀u。他好兩口小酒，頰上微酡，使描樣上線條飄逸圓潤，下刀時力道勻適，打磨時凹凸有致，上藥后渾然天成。一抬腕，是丹鳳朝陽，一低頭，是魚躍龍門。鑿削鏟旋，如寫書法，抑揚(yáng)頓挫間光影流動。陶家一排“福”字瓦簡單而各異，掩映著后院小葉黃楊密密匝匝的葉子，流淌著時光靜好。

　　可現(xiàn)在，那些生意紅火的攤主并不描樣，遑論上藥——現(xiàn)刻嘛，效率第一。彼時的認(rèn)真與虔誠呢，精雕細(xì)琢與歲月安穩(wěn)呢，難道都隨著這十余載光陰漸行漸遠(yuǎn)了嗎?我聽著耳邊高高的鞋跟叩擊著石板路，望著尖尖的傘頂劃過起伏的墻垣，心下一絲迷惘。

　　七拐八彎進(jìn)深巷，熟悉的木門，斑駁的低檻，陶二爺竟一直沒搬家。推開半掩的門，一聲舊舊的“吱呀”聲還是昔年音客。他正刻一條魚，磚石中心只寥寥幾筆，一條極生動的灰鯽，然覺滿磚江湖，煙波無盡。抬頭見是我，一怔神，旋即爽朗一笑： “丫頭還記得我這老頭子?”我可處江湖之遠(yuǎn)啦!”復(fù)又低頭。有細(xì)密的雨絲飄舞，屋瓦上浮漾著濕濕的流光。

　　跨出門檻的那一剎那，我恍然意識到，那些我以為走遠(yuǎn)的，其實都在這兒，從未走遠(yuǎn)。也許在深巷里，也許在職業(yè)掩映下，陶二爺始終如此，懷著雕刻的信仰刀刀筆筆，歲歲年年。

　　那寧靜空靈的檐雨滴聲，從未走遠(yuǎn)。

　　英文翻譯

　　Never far away

　　As if overnight, the town mushroomed out numerous "now carved tile" stalls, next to stalls packed with noisy racket bargaining visitors, after amortization stood slick but distraction engraved tile stall. I stood on the street, at the foot of the road is still a piece of hemp stone, but it seems a lot of things have gone.

　　I looked up, a decade ago 陶二爺 giant "Fu" engraved on the town of mouth Shimen, "field" in the possession of "life", "mouth" in possession "Paul", "happy" according to the "show" side, round festivity, but it seemed solemn gray Invar up. Under "blessing" is the magpie Mui, Lucky brave, Kirin sons, four deputy auspicious patterns auspicious beginning, extremely vivid. Walk along the stone path through the Shimen, on both sides of the roof tiles Linlin thousand petals, ancient simple elegance, calm quiet, unadorned lines if between mulberry cock, Taoyuan bark, honest cute.

　　Ten years ago, the town has not yet been developed into a resort, not dubbed town name. I am keen to watch young Taoer Ye carved tile engraved bricks. He is good 兩口 wine, cheeks slightly flushed, like the elegant lines so scanning rounded, even when the appropriate force under the knife, when polished convex, cathartic after drugs. A lift wrist, is Danfengchaoyang, a bow, a fish big splash. Chiseling shovel spin, such as calligraphy, between light and shadow cadence flow. Tao row "Fu" tile simple and different, shaded backyard Buxus Mimizaza leaves, flowing time of quiet good.

　　But now, business is booming at a stall that is not described kind, let alone on the drug - now engraved Well, efficiency first. That time serious and devout, crafted with years of secure it, do have more than a set time with this lopsided yet? I'm listening ear, high heels tapping the stone road, looking across the top of the pointy umbrella undulating walls, a trace of confusion at the heart.

　　Seven Shui 8 bend into Shenxiang familiar doors, mottled low threshold, Taoer Ye have not actually move. He opened the door ajar, I heard the old old "squeak" sound, or sound off previous years. He is engraved a fish, masonry center only a few pens, a very vivid gray carp, then feel full brick arena and Lakeshore endless. Look up and see me, hesitated God, immediately hearty smile:!? "The girl still remember my old man," I shall be liable to the far corners of the country it "complex and bow with fine rain flying, floating roof tiles Yang Zhao wet streamer. .

　　Taken the threshold of the moment, I suddenly realized that I think far away, in fact, here, has never been far away. Perhaps Shen Xiang, perhaps in the shade under occupation, Taoer Ye always the case, With engraving pen knife beliefs, but each year.

　　The tranquil sound of raindrops ethereal canopy, never far away.