夜色沉沉,阳台上一个男人正在磨剃刀,一片浮云飘向一轮圆月,化入一个姑娘的面部近景,男人用锋利的剃刀切开姑娘的眼珠,一片浮云划破圆圆的月亮。数年后,一条空荡的街道上,一个胸前挂着方盒子的骑车男人摔到了泥沟里,一位正在读书的姑娘冲上去搂住这个男人狂吻起来,男人抚摸着姑娘,他的手上突然出现了黑洞,四周爬满了蚂蚁,一个阴阳人站在街道上.用手杖拨弄着一截血乎乎的断手,男人被两根系着南瓜的长绳绊住,绳子另一端绑着两个修道士和两架钢琴,有 Dark night, a man on the balcony is grinding razor, a cloud drifting round the moon, into the face of a girl close shot, the man cut the girl’s eyes with a sharp razor, a cloud across the moon. A few years later, on an empty street, a cycling man with a square box on his chest dropped into the muddy ditch. A girl reading a book rushed up and hugged the man and kissed it. The man stroked the girl. Suddenly there was a black hole in his hand, surrounded by ants, a yin-yang man standing in the street, a clenched fist with his cane, and the man caught by two long strings of pumpkins, the other end of the rope Tied to two monks and two pianos, yes