这法老端坐惊愕,想不通乍魂游了内蒙古的戈壁萧瑟,把个木乃伊的躯壳丢在了埃及沙漠。戈壁朔风吹拂了几千年,红褐的沙漠漆把全身涂抹。一尊天雕,光润的包浆记述着岁月的抚摸;两地情思,皴皱的嶙峋表达着命运的坎坷。这埃及人心目中的神,失去了被统治的奴隶,也就变成了孤家寡人的途穷路末。历史的法则正如中国先哲孟子所说,君轻民贵才是真理 This Pharaoh sitting in dismay, could not understand through sorrow Gobi bleak in Inner Mongolia, the mummy’s body lost in the Egyptian desert. Gobi moon wind blowing for thousands of years, red brown paint to the whole body smear. A day carving, smooth packet of pulp describes the years of stroking; two feelings, wrinkled 嶙 峋 expression of the ups and downs of the fate. The God of the Egyptians, losing the ruled slaves, becomes the end of the loneliness. The Law of History As Mencius, a Chinese Sage, Preaches, Exalts Your Exaltation