车子在缓缓地滑行,除了车轮与草的摩擦声,便什么也听不到了。我们像闯入了一个外星世界,这里只有颜色没有声音。草一丝不动,因此你无法联想到风的运动。停车下地,我又疑是回到了中世纪。这是桃花源吗?该有武陵人的问答声;是蓬莱岛吗?该有浪涛的拍岸声。放眼尽量地望,细细地寻,不见一个人,于是那牛羊群也不像是人世之物了。我努力想用眼睛找出一点声音。牛羊在缓缓地移动,它们不时抬起头看我们几眼,或甩一下尾,像是无声电影里的物,玻璃缸里的鱼,或阳光下的 The car was gliding slowly, except for the rubbing noise of the wheel and the grass, so that nothing could be heard. We are like breaking into an alien world, where there is no color or sound. Grass does not move, so you can not think of the movement of the wind. Parking, I suspect back to the Middle Ages. This is a paradise it? Wuling people have to answer the sound; is the island of Penglai it? Looking as much as possible, looking carefully, not a person, so that cattle and sheep do not like the worldly thing. I tried hard to find out a little voice with my eyes. Cattle and sheep are moving slowly, looking up from time to time, looking at us, or tossing their tail, like things in silent movies, fish in glass tanks, or in the sun