一乘着南燕的羽翅,挽着女人单薄的娇柔,苍茫一路,孤独一路。苍野荒莽,柔嫩的花枝被扭曲的山风摧残。我在荒野守着一只萤火虫的念想,编织一只洞箫抵达黑暗。季节被时光驱赶。越来越厚的冬夜。狼的饥饿,划破夜的肌体。黎明苍白衰竭,如夭折的青春。二荒漠,孑然的身影。一枚孤零的丁香在倾斜的风中升高欲望。一束余晖照见涨潮的荒滩。乌云遮掩不住季节的腰肢。苍茫的天空愈来愈窄。丁香花张开理想的花瓣,灿烂远方。一只蝴蝶在等待中消瘦,花朵干枯。羽翼 A ride on the nanyan’s feather wings, holding a thin woman delicate, vast all the way, lonely way. Cang wild wasteland, tender flower branches are distorted by mountain breeze. I was in the wilderness guarding a firefly read, weaving a hole to reach the darkness. The season is driven by time. Thicker winter nights. The wolf’s hunger, pierced the night’s body. Dawn pale failure, such as premature youth. Two desert, solitude figure. A solitary lilac lifts his desires in the sloping wind. A beam of light see the high tide of wasteland. Dark clouds can not cover the waist of the season. The sky is getting narrower. Lilac flowers open the ideal petals, bright distant place. A butterfly is waiting for weight loss, dry flowers. wing