万物在不自觉中各自言语。谁能否认树在通过绿色和浪迹的根诉说?谁能说土地不是在用生灵的骨血向天空昭示自己的富有?宇宙万物,都有一颗心,都有灵魂,都在互相倾诉、交谈、她们都有自己的语言。人生“我”安静地栖居于火与水共铸的岩石般的肉体里。“我”的土地放牧着梦中幽幻的精灵。许多年后的今天,当我面对一幅画:黄昏的河,流过平原里有唯一一株红枫树的河堤的第七,我才知道,我们必须分离了。天空和大地依旧将存,我们必须松开握在一起的手。离开的那一天,是影子与风化的岩石告别。 Everything speaks unconsciously. Who can deny that the tree is speaking through the roots of the green and the wither? Who can say that the land is not using the blood and blood of the body to show its wealth to the sky? All things in the universe have a heart and soul, all talking and talking to each other Have their own language. Life “I ” quietly dwelling in rock-like body of fire and water co-cast. “I ” land grazing dream fantasy spirit. Many years later, when I was faced with a picture of the twilight river flowing through the seventh of the embankments of the only red maple tree in the plains, I learned that we must separate. The sky and earth will still exist, and we must release the hands that hold together. On the day of departure, the shadow and weathered rocks say goodbye.