1火车在隧道里穿行,从山东到南方。世界是蒸汽的静和乌鸦的噪。眼神依旧一意孤行。失去,成为最终的获取。2梦中醒来,在低矮的城乡,凌乱不堪的房间内斜立着几个废弃的油罐。躲在墙角的昆虫,水管膨胀的通道,背着竹篓的老人,发电厂,在音箱的摇滚中沉默。即将被夷为平地的瓦房,遗失陈年的记忆。城市越来越清澈,人们的心越来越浑浊。3那些和精神无关的旅行。孑然一人,在乡村仅有的田畴里种植秋 The train goes through the tunnel from Shandong to the south. The world is the quiet of steam and the noise of crows. Eyes are still bent. Lost and become the ultimate gain. 2 woke up in the dream, in the low urban and rural areas, messy room inclined a few abandoned oil tank. Hiding in the corner of the insects, plumbing channels, elderly people carrying bamboo baskets, power plants, silence in the rock speaker. Tile is about to be razed, lost the memory of aging. The city is becoming more and more clear, and people’s minds become more and more turbid. 3 those who have nothing to do with the spirit of travel. Solitude, planting autumn in the only rural fields