清晨,当薄雾还在如丝一般缭绕着金字塔,古老的埃及就轻轻睁开了沉睡的双眸。一切都在慢慢地苏醒,驼铃在骆驼的颈间摆动,回忆着丝绸之路的繁盛;清真寺里传来悠扬的唤礼声,仿佛在回应着先知的教诲;少女浓密的睫毛上粘着来自尼罗河的水珠,用羞涩的笑靥宣告着她是一位待嫁的新娘……一切都在喧闹的涌动,一切都又仿似无声地静止,静止在那三千年前的时光里。 Early in the morning, when the mist was still silhouetted like a pyramid, the ancient Egypt gently opened its sleepy eyes. Everything was slowly awakened, the camel’s bell swinging in the neck of the camel, reminiscent of the flourishing Silk Road, the melodious evangelism coming from the mosque as if in response to the teachings of the prophets, the girl’s thick lashes sticking from the Nile With a shy smile, declaring that she was a bride to be married ... Everything was raging, everything seemed silent and still, still three thousand years ago.