深藏不露一朵花深藏在一朵花里。一枚果实深藏在一枚果实中。就像我……就像叶。就像水。就像月。就像烟雾。就像一种莫名感染的情绪……深藏不露,不是看不见;看见的只是它的影子,甚至连影子也不是。深藏不露也不是听不见,听见的只是它的梦呓,扑朔迷离……深藏不露的花朵最绚烂。深藏不露的果实最甜美。深藏不露的身手,最神秘,最无敌。一位诗人说:“他一生都在做深藏不露的潜呼吸。”荷盘托出,赴一场莲的盛宴荷的心思。莲的羞涩。藕的叹息。满塘的 Deep hidden in a flower hidden in a flower. A fruit is hidden in a fruit. Like me ... just like leaves. It’s like water. Like a month. Like smoke. Like a feeling of inexplicable infection ... hidden, not invisible; only to see it’s shadow, not even the shadow is not. Hide or deny is not to hear, just to hear it dreams, complicated and confusing ... ... hidden most beautiful flowers. The most sweet of hidden fruits. Deep hidden secrets, the most mysterious, the most invincible. A poet said: “He was doing hidden snorkel in his life. ” Load up, go to a lotus lotus mind. Lin’s shy. Lotus root sigh. Full of ponds