我拾来柴草,准备点火。这野性的火,陆续照亮黑暗中人们的脸。每一张脸都像是穿破天空出现在上面。但是上面久久都没有信息。火已经烧到天堂的门槛了。树木成为空庙里的柱子,树叶离开树木纷飞四处,像世上的无法理清的账目。车轮被突然间控制了。余下的路借机迅速地延伸着。走的路不少,算起来多属歧途。 I picked up firewood, ready to light. This wild fire, one after another to illuminate the dark face of people. Every face looks like a piercing sky above it. But for a long time there is no information. Fire has reached the threshold of heaven. The trees became pillars in the empty temple, leaving leaves of trees everywhere, like the unrecognizable accounts of the world. The wheels were suddenly controlled. The rest of the road took the opportunity to quickly extend. A lot of way to go, it seems more astray.