此刻,脚下有云,有气流,饱满的地气夹杂着醇洌的风声,我的脑海里那匹神马重新降临,那双金色而蓄满泪水的眼睛,只为这个黄昏而襟怀敞亮。从阿拉善回来,总是梦见一只奇怪的马眼,褐蓝的瞳孔,琥珀色的晶体,咕噜一转,黎明就瞬间醒来,湖水和天空,渐次染绿的草地,空中披拂的鬃毛,徐徐展开,流沙般的线条和风,恍惚奔涌,渐渐凝聚成一条平滑幽深的秘径,任由我,义无反顾地扎进那隐忧颤栗的旅途。赤足梦游,背负那只马眼,或许还是我, At the moment, the clouds at the foot of a cloud, a stream of air, full of earth mixed with the wind of alcohol,, that horse in my mind to come back, that pair of golden eyes filled with tears, only for this dusk and bright. Back from Alxa, always dreamed of a strange horse eye, brown blue pupil, amber crystals, grunt turn, dawn instantly wake up, the lake and the sky, gradually dyed green grass, the air blowing mane Mao, slowly expand, quicksand-like lines and wind, trance wandering, gradually condensed into a smooth and deep secret, let me, hesitate to plunge into the trembling journey. Barefoot sleepwalking, riding that horse eye, perhaps it is me,