他向一群鱼撒向网,翠鸟乘机扎进湖中,从他的祖辈开始到父辈,就是这样。每一代人只有一个理由,生存变成生活,留下子嗣和屠场。坚韧,锋利流着血。姓氏(血液)随船头船尾来回打转,山被水接受,船被水接受,人是那船的一部分。他有时被水藏匿,讲叙水中月的秘密,欲言又止,划桨,撒下另一网。收拢,摇晃身影,唱起歌谣,问诊欲望。 He sprinkled a net on a group of fish, and the Kingfisher took the opportunity to plunge into the lake, starting from his grandparents to his fathers, and that was the case. There is only one reason per generation, living into life, leaving children and slaughterhouses. Tough, sharp and bloody. The surname (blood) turns back and forth with the stern of the bow, the mountain is accepted by the water, the ship is accepted by the water, and the person is part of the ship. He was sometimes hiding in the water, talking about the secrets of the moon in the water, saying something different, paddling and sowing another net. Shoulong, shake the shadow, sing ballads, ask the desire.