读李耕读你,三分文字,七分是心。读你,七分灵魂,三分倾诉。月光累了,走入云层。太阳放晴,正午之影。冷、暖,都是你的世界。你看世界,逗点多于句号,句号之后,还是逗点。目光是深远的。大脑是沉思的。触笔是深刻的。这是你的真实,也是世界的真实。你把真实的我,和真实的世界,时刻对比、写照,特别是那些走动着的、飞翔着的,以及目测的,都在你的笔下 Reading Li Geng read you, one-third of the text, seven points is the heart. Reading you, seventh soul, one-third talk. Moonlight tired, into the clouds. The sun cleared, noon shadow. Cold, warm, are your world. You see the world, comma more than the full stop, after the full stop, or comma. Eyes are far-reaching. The brain is thoughtful. Stylus is profound. This is your reality, but also the reality of the world. You put the real me, the real world, time contrast, portrayal, especially those who are moving, flying, and visual, are in your pen