清晨,野牦牛这个空旷的世界里,还有谁比它来得更早?晨曦还在打坐,星子还在玄思。那头牦牛,早已披着霜花立成了一座肃穆的丘山。吐纳着昨夜的霜寒,身体收容了雷鸣,眼睛隐遁了闪电。此刻,大地宁静。众草俯身,河西走廊比辽阔还辽阔。野牦牛兀自站着,比孤独还要孤独。就这样,秋天擦着它的尾巴慢慢地深入了…… Early morning, the wild yak in this empty world, who else came earlier than it? Dawn still meditating, the stars still mysterious. That yak, already covered with frost has become a solemn Qiushan. Breathing last night’s frost, the body contained a thunder, eyes hidden lightning. At the moment, the earth is quiet. Lea grass leans over the vast Hexi Corridor than the vast. Wild yak stood up, lonelier than loneliness. In this way, wiping its tail slowly in the fall ...