看见的,熄灭了;消失的,记住了。我站在海角天涯,听见土壤萌芽,等待着彼岸花开……每一个人终其一生守护着生命的花开。也许那是凡·高笔下热烈奔放的向日葵,也许那是照亮夜空一瞬的明亮的礼花……但是花儿总是在生命的彼岸,时刻等待着开放。卡夫卡曾经为被缚的普罗米修斯设计了 Seen, extinguished; disappeared, remembered. I stood on the horizon of the Cape, heard the soil sprouting, waiting for the other side of the flower to bloom...Everyone’s life guarded the flower of life. Maybe that was Van Gogh’s passionate sunflower. Maybe it was a bright fireworks that brightened the night sky... But the flowers are always on the other side of life, waiting for the opening. Kafka once designed for the bound Prometheus