我做了一个太真实的梦。闭上眼,我依旧听见风在慌乱奔逃,长长的荒草拂过小腿,涌起那么多奇怪的恐惧。只能强迫自己睁开双眼——银蓝色的天空让人分不清白天黑夜,像凡·高的画,有一种不露一丝痕迹的狂烈。你得承认,这就是十年之后的世界。艰难地拨开荒草前行,我辟出一条窄窄的、蜿蜒的小路。锯齿状的 I did a very real dream. Close your eyes, I still hear the wind running in panic, the long grass brushing the calf, so many weird terror. Only forced to open their own eyes - Silver-blue sky people can not tell the day and night, like Van Gogh painting, there is a trace of frenzy. You have to admit, this is the world after ten years. Difficult to set aside the weeds, I cut out a narrow, meandering path. Serrated