每个人都是一个世界,每个人都有一个江湖。在这个波涛汹涌的江湖里面,你无法知晓哪个人是侠,哪个人是客,我们用自己的一招一式,扮演着自己的角色,演绎着一个无解的人世。我的江湖里,涌动着的水,是文字做的。我别无长物,杖着几个锐利、刚健、无形、无极的文字,行走江湖。从这世纪元年开始,我走上了这条天涯孤旅。更准确地来说,是从少年时起,我日渐突起的喉结里,就时不时地发出一些呓语,潮湿的内心 Everyone is a world, everyone has a rivers and lakes. In this choppy rivers and lakes, you can not know who is a man, who is a guest, we use their own one-act-one, playing their role, interpretation of a life without solution. My rivers and lakes, surging water, is the words to do. I have no long things, stick with a few sharp, healthy, invisible, Promise text, walking rivers and lakes. Starting from the first year of this century, I embarked on this journey solitary journey. More precisely, from the beginning of adolescence, I gradually issued a number of slurps, damp heart