它的目光被那走不完的铁栏缠得这般疲倦，什么也不能收留。它好像只有千条的铁栏杆，千条的铁栏后便没有宇宙。强韧的脚步迈着柔软的步容，步容在这极小的圈中旋转，仿佛力之舞围绕着一个中心，在中心一个伟大的意志昏眩。只有时眼帘无声地撩起——于是有一幅图像浸入，通过四 Its eyes were so tired by the endless iron bars that it could not be taken in. It seems that there are only thousands of iron railings, and there are no universes after the thousands of iron bars. The formidable footsteps take a soft step, and Steppin rotates in this tiny circle, as if the dance of force revolves around a center where a great will is dizzy. Only when the eyes are silently picked up - so there is an image immersed through four