树在,山在,大地在。岁月在,你在,我在。你还要怎样更好的世界?我要,我要在水一样的时光里,细数那叫思念的羊。就那么平常的夜晚,躺在床上,思绪万千地翻动身躯,不觉在黑夜里伸出手来数着,却发现全是思念的痕迹。往常,我们全家都会去外公的旧屋里过年。或许是因为住在狭小的现代化房屋里,我们的情感也变得像水泥一样冰冷麻木。只有回到外公的旧屋,在柴火噼啪的声响里,在满屋弥漫的腊味香里,才 The tree is in the mountains, the earth is in. You are here, I am here. What better world do you want? I want, I want in the water the same amount of time, that miss the sheep. On such a normal night, lying in bed, his mind fluttered his body, do not feel in the dark, reaching out to count, but found all traces of missing. As usual, all the family members go to the old house of my grandfather to get the new year. Perhaps because of living in a small, modern house, our feelings have become as cold and numb as cement. Only to return to my grandfather’s old house, in the sound of firewood crackling, filled with fragrant incense in the house before it