夜的眼一切从黑暗中重新开始,比天空更低的塘河缓缓流淌。身边的这条塘河,历经千年的风云。此刻,它显得沉稳,隐藏了白目的喧闹,也似收拾了岁月的浮躁。水上,灯光映衬着不明飞行物,留下忙碌的身影,不安的、匆匆的,沉迷在夜色里。谁在夜色里歌唱,他又在歌唱什么呢?顺着他的目光,看不见月光。听着风中飘来的歌 Night of the eye all from the dark start again, lower than the sky Tong River slowly flowing. This side of the pond, after thousands of years of situation. At the moment, it appears calm, hiding white noise, but also seems to pack up the impetuous years. Water, lights against the UFO, leaving a busy figure, restless, hurried, addicted to the night. Who is singing in the darkness, what is he singing again? According to his gaze, can not see the moonlight. Listen to the wind floating in the song