我从未看过荒原——我从未看过海洋——可我知道石楠的容貌和狂涛巨浪——艾米莉·狄金森意识是自然的梦魇。——E.M.齐奥朗混合动力中巴甩下一位满脸倦容的微胖男子,在遍地牛粪的街头掏兜找烟,远山绿得艳膩的热带植被晃得他睁不开眼。他转身面对一尊一人高的神像,踩着一面大鼓,戴着牛头骨面具,双手交叉胸前,打着结印,那是本地民族的创世神“呣”。在接下来的时间里,他将无数次与“呣”相 I've never seen the wasteland - I've never seen the ocean - But I know the look and the waves of heather - Emily Dickinson consciousness is a natural nightmare. Choelang Hybrid Pakistan dumped a little fat man with tired face, dug in the streets of cow dung to find cigarettes, bright green mountains greasy tropical plants shake his eyes wide open. He turned to face a tall statue of a man, stepping on a bass drum, wearing a skull mask, his hands crossed his chest, the name of knot India, that is the creation of God of the nation race. In the following time, he will countless times with the “” 相 "phase