我曾想过,美丽的一切,都是那样苍茫。苍茫的世界,秋山绿水,冰冷触手可及,但没有恍惚的薄纱。而腾冲,是独一无二的梦开始的地方。它恍若与世隔绝,真实的,是它世外桃源般的梦境。穿过层层迭起的白云,望见永不断绝的群山连绵。没有尖刻的顶峰刺激,没有凛冽的寒风阻挡。未至中午,朦胧的细雨随着湿润的空气渗入全身每一处干燥的地方。那一刻,地面湿了,泥士湿了,我的睫毛湿了。心湿了,我却看到新生的幼芽。 I have thought that all beauty, are so vast. The vast world, Akiyama water, cold and within reach, but no trance tulle. The Tengchong, is the beginning of a unique dream place. It reminded us of scenes isolated, real, is its paradise-like dreams. Through the layers of white clouds, see the ever-lasting mountains rolling. No sharp peak stimulation, no cold wind blocking. Not until noon, hazy drizzle with wet air into the body everywhere dry place. At that moment, the ground was wet, muddy wet, my eyelashes wet. When my heart is wet, I see the newborn buds.