1那天下午,高高的台阶下,行人穿梭,穿梭于21世纪的仲夏,有些喜悦。树阴在几条街之外,我和一只蝇无比向往,在高高的台阶上,我怀着一只蝇的理想。生灵在尘世中取食,我亦得到那样的恩赏,我亦成为食物,饱含着水分和语言。就如鸽群,瘦瘦的,在天上飞,它只有一种姿态,一种仁慈的顾怜,使我心里犹豫盛开。 1 That afternoon, high steps, pedestrians shuttle shuttle shuttle in the 21st century Midsummer, some joy. Tree overcast a few streets, I and a fly longing, on the high steps, I am pregnant with a fly ideal. My life is fed in the earth, I also get that kind of appreciation, I have become food, full of water and language. As a flock of pigeons, skinny, fly in the sky, it has only one gesture, a merciful pity, I hesitate to bloom in my heart.