想着远方。有山、有水、一间小屋、一盏灯火、一两本可读一生的书。晨看日出万丈,夜拥万籁俱寂。一双手温暖一杯水,尘世在一片舒展的茶香里繁复又散尽。眼前是不大的草原,抑或荒凉至极的沙漠。广阔、宁静、恢宏……皆为眼睛里的一个刹那。我相信我是那匹白马的前身或后世,也曾来过,也将抵达。 Think of the distance. There are mountains, water, a cabin, a light, one or two books for a lifetime. Look at the sunrise in the morning, night-Wan Mo silence. A warm glass of water with both hands, earth in a stretch of tea in the complex and exhausted. In front of a small grassland, or desolate desert. Broad, quiet, magnificent ... ... all eyes of a flash. I believe I am the predecessor or future generations of that white horse, have come and will arrive.