在我心里,这条神龙总是用腾飞横扫苍茫。大地如此辽阔,万物在巨龙的烛照下,把黎明插入山谷。啊,只是瞬间的驻足,你已经把岁月凝固。沉默并非无言。地火在奔突、燃烧,仿佛我的血脉,激情澎湃,四射的岩浆已经漫过夜幕。崇高只是一种心境。在你巨大的背影里,我沿着思绪攀缘,然后又以虔诚之心把疲惫的月光抖落。这时候,山的高度引领我,用清纯的雪淘洗 In my heart, this dragon is always swept through the sky with vastness. The earth is so vast that everything is inserted into the valley by the dragon’s candle. Ah, it’s just an instant stop, you’ve fixed the years. Silence is not without words. To the sudden burst in the fire, burning, as if my blood, passion, radiance of magma has been over the night. Sublime is just a state of mind. In your huge backs, I climbed my mind, and then weary the moonlight with a devout heart. At this time, the height of the mountain lead me, with pure snow panning