无垠像一双巨大、宽厚的手掌。朝阳,照在江面,和鸟雀的脊背上,安抚着睡去和醒来的物种。像提着一袋清亮的晨曦,爱人从早餐店打包带回豆浆、油条,仿佛又偿还了生活欠下的一张借条。我们并肩坐着,看一艘义一艘运沙船,络绎不绝地穿过桥洞。潮湿而黝黑的回声,是水波翻动时的声音,也是阳光躬身穿过时发出的声响。头顶晃荡着,输电铁塔和沉甸甸的白云。 Endless like a huge, generous palm. Chaoyang, according to the river, and birds on the back of the spine to sleep and wake up species. Like carrying a bag of bright dawn, the lover packaged from the breakfast shop brought back milk, fritters, as if they have repay a loan owed to life. We sat side by side, looking at a ship of justice sand transport, an endless stream through the bridge. The moist and dark echo, the sound of the waves fluttering, is also the sound the sun shines through. Swaying overhead, transmission towers and heavy clouds.