夜行在西部高原我从来不觉得孤单。———低低的熏烟被牧羊狗所看护。有成熟的泥土的气味。不时，我看见大山的绝壁推开一扇窗洞，像夜的樱桃小口，对我要说些什么，蓦地又沉默不语了。我猜想是乳儿的母亲点燃窗台上的油灯，过后又忽地吹灭了……导读昌耀的这首诗创作于上世纪 I never felt alone at night on the western plateau. — The low smoke is taken care of by the shepherd dog. There is a smell of ripe earth. From time to time, I saw the cliffs of the mountains open a window hole, like the cherry mouth of the night, and said something to me, and the silence was silent. I suppose it was the mother of her baby who lit the oil lamp on the window sill and then suddenly blew it out.... This poem written by Chang Yao was written in the last century.