穿越黄昏这是什么影子?在空中划过一道长长的弧线,悄悄钻入了树丛。这是一只飞鸟,穿越黄昏留下的轨迹,很快在树丛里找到了自家的鸟巢。那是什么声响?贴着水面掠过一条长长的痕迹,扑啦啦钻进了芦苇。那是一只水鸟,穿越黄昏划破水的寂寞,在芦苇荡找到了自己的鸟窝。忽然,天空响起一阵鸽哨……黄昏不再迟疑,就着鸟鸣为大地筑一个宁静的梦。如果有了心事如果有了心事,你不必把它藏着掖着,沤烂了不会成为腐殖质,开出一朵鲜花来。 What is the shadow through the evening? In the air across a long arc, quietly into the trees. This is a flying bird, through the tracks left by dusk, soon found its own nest in the bushes. What’s that sound? A long trail of ink splashed across the water, popping into the reed. It was a waterfowl, crossed the lonely pierced by the dusk, in the reeds found his own nest. Suddenly, the sky sounded a number of pigeon whistles ... ... Dusk no longer hesitate, on the birdsong for the earth to build a quiet dream. If you have a mind If you have a heart, you do not have to hide it, and you will not become rotten humus, come out with a flower.