湖水,很清;湄草,很绿。一只羊,在吃草。老人走在前头,羊跟在后头。老人,黑而瘦,看上去却依然矍铄,黝黑的脸上,散着明净的光;羊,是一只母山羊,毛色是一种暗黄的白,已经有些老了。在这个初夏的早晨,羊,乳房如袋,干瘪地垂着。今天的奶,显然已经挤过了。早晨的阳光,脆弱如薄纸,斜斜地铺在羊的身上,懒洋洋的。老人,走走,停停,回头看看。不时把目光投在羊的身上,有一份默默的温情和疼爱。羊,是他的好伙伴;羊奶,滋养着他的身体,他是心存感激的。羊,什么也没看,它一直在埋头吃草。刚刚从家中出来,它一头扑进这片草地里,就什么也顾不得了。水,滋润得透;草,生长得 Lake, very clear; emerald grass, very green. A sheep, eating grass. The old man walked ahead, the sheep followed. The old man, black and skinny, still looks lustful, his face dark and scattered with clear light; the goat is a female goat, and the coat color is a pale yellow white, somewhat old. In the early summer morning, sheep, breasts, such as bags, hang dryly. Today’s milk, apparently squeezed over. Morning sunlight, fragile, such as tissue paper, diagonally lay the sheep’s body, lazy. Elderly, walk, stop, look back. From time to time to look at the sheep’s body, there is a quiet warmth and love. She is his good companion; sheep’s milk, nourishing his body, he is grateful. Sheep, looking nothing, it has been buried grazing. Just came out from home, it flew in this piece of grass, nothing can do. Water, moist thoroughly; grass, grow