点一炷袅袅的青香,第一缕我献给幽远的神灵。写十部长长的史册,第一卷被题注为乌蒙磅礴!向西奔行,寻找一条河流。群山作证:向着心灵的家园奔行,向着一场场落地无声的童话奔行。以疾驰的速度,穿过黎明惺忪的隧道。在那片旷日持久的莽荒中,必定能寻找到一段神话,必定寻找到一些血的迹象、生存的迹象,抑或死亡的迹象……我将打开历史的全部经卷,翻阅穹庐,抚摸一段段历史,仿佛阅读夜幕中缀满星星和宝石的画卷,神秘而悠远。祖先和村庄,在画 Point a curl of green incense, the first ray I dedicated to the distant gods. Write a long history of ten, the first volume is the title of Wumeng majestic! Run west, looking for a river. Testimony of the mountains: toward the home of the soul Ben, toward a silent fairy tale ran. Galloping through the tunnel at dawn. In that protracted wild wasteland, we can certainly find a myth, we must find some signs of blood, signs of survival, or signs of death ... I will open all the history of the scroll, read the sky, touching a period of history , As if reading the night filled with stars and gems picture, mysterious and distant. Ancestors and villages, drawing