一一座城垣,在岁月中迷失。烟雨中渐行渐远的马蹄,和经幡,被猎猎的春风鼓动,成为一个朝代的旗帜。繁星湮灭了,夜空下此起彼伏的鼾声,和细碎的呢喃。几乎无法察觉,城头山,纵横千里的沧桑,已拓印在我的手掌,成为命里细若游丝的呼吸。野花吐蕾,青草拔节,环顾四周的人,孑然独立。澧阳平原,一册徐徐舒展的卷帙。谁以石头点灯,谁用桃花取暖,在最初的城堡里,安放了时光和生命的花期。月光是一只豹子,游走于苍茫大地。它衔走的稻谷和炊烟,现在已经 One by one wall, lost in the years. Drifting horseshoe in the rain and rain, and the prayer flags, was hunting the spring breeze encouraged to become a banner of the dynasty. Star annihilation, the night sky under the snoring, and broken whisper. Almost undetectable, the city head mountains, thousands of miles of vicissitudes, has been rubbing in my palms, as life gleaming gossamer breathing. Wild flower spit, grass jointing, looking around people, solitude alone.澧 Yang Plain, a slowly expanding scroll 帙. Who lights the stone, who uses the peach to heat up, in the original castle, has placed the time and the flowering life. Moonlight is a leopard, walk in the vast land. It took away the rice and smoke, now it has