我彎腰,揪起一縷草放到嘴里,嚼嚼,很清淡的青草味。我想,應(yīng)該不會有第二個(gè)人像我一樣離草這么近,近得可以聽到草生長時(shí)那種躁動(dòng)的吶喊。那是草發(fā)自心底的聲音。

我坐下來,但是沒打算像農(nóng)民作家劉亮程那樣,把一灘草惹笑或是在草中睡一覺。草是理性的,我想,它教給了劉亮程“人的道理”。我把手放到草的肩膀上,感覺到一片清涼、濕潤。我想象著它們伸著腦袋踮著腳的樣子,不禁笑了起來。先是微笑,繼而笑出聲來。

我被一灘草惹笑了,才發(fā)現(xiàn)自己已經(jīng)好久沒有這樣笑過了。每天因“曾有輝煌,已成舊事”的遭遇感慨,望著別人身上的閃光燈歆羨,對著自己不甘平凡卻依舊平凡的現(xiàn)狀輕嘆。想起了剛上大學(xué)時(shí)的那份熱情,立志要大干一場,憧憬學(xué)業(yè)有成時(shí)的情景。現(xiàn)在卻窩在這狹小的角落里,做著每個(gè)人都能做的事情,感覺激情在點(diǎn)滴中走遠(yuǎn)……

我低頭仔細(xì)看著草地,希望能找到一顆莢,即使我連它長什么樣都不知道,也不知道那種傳說中象征祥瑞的草到底存不存在。我走過,一大片墨綠的草開始搖頭晃腦起來。微風(fēng)中,草開花了,花朵千姿百態(tài),有的半掩芳唇,有的忍俊不禁。

我一路從草間走出來,當(dāng)然沒有找到冥莢,傳說終歸是傳說。回頭看,這一灘綠草和閃爍的小花,依舊笑著。它們瘋長著,甚至聽得見

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