在时间的流水线里夜晚和夜晚紧紧相挨我们从工厂的流水线撤下又以流水线的队伍回家来在我们头顶星星的流水线拉过天穹在我们身旁小树在流水线上发呆星星一定疲倦了几千年过去它们的旅行从不更改小树都病了烟尘和单调使它们失去了线条和色彩一切我都感觉到了凭着一种共同的节拍 In the line of time, night and night are closely linked. We took down from the factory’s assembly line and returned to the assembly line to pull over the sky at the top of our star line. The tree was beside us. The trees were dazzling on the assembly line. The stars must be tired. Thousands of years in the past, their travels never changed, the trees were sore and the monotony made them lose their lines and colors. Everything I felt with a common beat