村庄的上空鹰在呼唤远道而来的风爬上村口的老树告诉着域外的讯息语辞激越而峻迫静静的山岗上是谁解下牛的笼头用守望一颗麦苗的姿态渴念着灯火织就的街衢沉睡已经过去疲惫的日子在早晨最初的阳光里蒸干我听到了村庄拍击翅膀的声响我的西部村庄@张登科 The sky over the village called for the wind from afar. The old tree on the entrance of the village told the message outside the domain. Exaltation and austere Quiet hillsides Who untied cattle ’s halter Stretching streets of the lights and weaving have passed Weary days have evaporated in the first morning sunshine I heard the sound of the village flapping its wings My west village @ Zhang Dengke