盛开的芦花丛里,北国友人说,这是放牧的羊群,奔跑在湿地的梦境。清脆的叫声撞击耳鼓,那是不是一只孤独的丹顶鹤在嘤嘤求偶,而是一群庞大的丹顶鹤在宣示感恩。那个穿红衣的绝色女子呢?在永久性季节性淡水沼泽地和无数小型浅水湖泊中舞蹈,她那观音般的手轻轻拂动了一下,我就再也掩饰不住心跳了,是那种猛烈的跳动。在尘世之外,我心头的那只丹顶鹤飞扬着,如一苇有思想的芦梗。 Blooming aloe, North Friends said that this is a herd of sheep, running in the wetlands dreams. Crisp cried ear drums, it is not a lonely red-crowned crane in courtship, but a large group of red-crowned cranes in the declaration of gratitude. The beautiful woman in red? Dancing in a permanent seasonal freshwater wetland and countless small shallow lakes, her guanyin-like hand gently flicked, and I could no longer conceal the heartbeat Violent beating. Outside the earth, the red-crowned crane in my heart is flying like a reed-scented reed stem.