火车摇摇晃晃,我坐在靠窗的位置,插着耳机,悄悄将这方天地隔离开来。车窗外是一成不变的风景,没有挺拔的大树或精致的高楼,而是清一色的枯树以及废楼。不同于以往出车旅游的路线,这条铁轨镶在那荒废的路段,生生拉出了一幅荒凉的图画。沿路看过去,什么都是老旧的,连这车厢都刻上了昏黄的年轮,剥落的铁锈在阳光下,像是一片片鱼鳞,轻轻扬扬,洒下时光的金粉。火车驶进隧道,像是大礼堂的总开关“啪”的一声被关掉,整个世界的光线在那一刻被收拢。悠长的风声在车窗旁 The train rickety, I sat in the window position, plug headphones, quietly this world separated. Outside the window is a static landscape, there is no tall and straight trees or sophisticated high-rise buildings, but all kinds of dead trees and waste floor. Different from the traditional route of traveling by car, this track is set in the deserted section of the road and gives birth to a desolate picture. Looking at the past along the way, everything is old, and even cars are engraved on the dim yellow rings, peeling rust in the sun, like a piece of fish scales, gently Yang, shed time powder. When the train drove into the tunnel, the main switch of the auditorium was turned off and the light of the whole world was shrunk at that moment. Long wind in the car window