风景永远在围墙之外,往事永远在时间之外,而梦永远在古板的字典之外。谁没有美好的憧憬,绚丽的梦想呢? 雪野茫茫,你知道一棵小草的梦吗?寒冷孤寂时,她怀抱一个信念,就是等到春归大地时,以两片绿叶问候春天,而那两片绿叶,就曾经在雪地下轻轻地梦呓。候鸟南飞,征途迢迢,她的梦呢?在远方,在视野里,在蓝天上。 The landscape is always outside the wall, the past is always out of time, and the dream is always outside the old dictionary. Who knows no dreams, beautiful dreams? Do you know the dream of a grass when you are in the snow? When you are cold and lonely, she embraces a belief that when spring comes back to earth, she greets spring with two green leaves, and those two The green leaves once dreamed lightly in the snow. The migratory bird flies south, journeys, her dream? In the distance, in the field of vision, on the blue sky.