一帐篷外,时光飞翔,放纵即千年。我真恨,没和你生在同一个时代。城墙之下,年少的你,就不再期盼山外的目光。秦砖汉瓦,叹息之后,堆叠叹息。岁月碾压辉煌,质朴的遐想在山谷回荡。美丽已经不再,骨骸也无从寻找。可你的温柔,依然像刀,收割我的迷茫。我常常跟随科考队伍,昼夜考古。 A tent, the time flying, indulgence that is thousands of years. I really hate, did not live with you in the same era. Under the walls, young you no longer look forward to the mountains outside the eyes. Qin brick tile, sigh, stacked sigh. Time rolling brilliant, rustic reverie echoed in the valley. Beauty is no longer, the bones are not looking for. But your gentle, still like a knife, harvest my confusion. I often follow the expedition team, day and night archeology.