在暗夜里醒着在夜空里醒着,不是无眠,它们在注视着那些伸出去的手和欲望。有些眼睛跌落下来,被萤火虫提着,穿梭在夜色里。它们或许在歌唱,但我听不到它们的歌声,只有树叶的响动;它们或许在寻找,但它们在寻找什么呢?只有忽远忽近的身影。我一直相信,总有一些声音在暗夜里存在,呼唤一种觉醒的良知。总有一些眼睛醒着,在黑暗里寻找一份希望和光芒。星光遥远,月亮遥远。落在草叶上的萤 Awake in the darkness awake in the night sky, not sleepless, they are watching those outstretched hands and desires. Some eyes dropped, carried by fireflies, shuttle in the night. They may be singing, but I can not hear their songs, only the leaves; they may be searching, but what are they looking for? I have always believed that there are always some voices in the dark, calling for a awaken conscience. There are always some awake eyes, looking for a ray of hope and darkness. Faraway stars, the moon is far away. Fireflies falling on the blade of grass