浮躁之城需要安静来拯救月光,欲望的小城浮在空中,我们的爱和友谊无以寄托,诗歌成为超度灵魂的道路。不要和死亡的人见面,他的内心还有活着的空气,也不要和活着的人去探讨死亡,他的腹腔盛满黑暗。牧羊人是天上的故事,只有白云带着翅膀在半天空吃露水。那是向往的境地,现在虚设的城堡和不攻自破的身体一样,用虚设暴露自己。给你铺开生活,给太阳铺开向日葵,给镜子铺开虚幻,给耳朵铺开倾听,神的周围布 Impetuous city needs quiet to save the moonlight, the small town of desire floats in the air, our love and friendship are not sustenance, and poetry becomes the way of exceeding soul. Do not meet dead people. There is still a living air in his heart. Do not talk about death with living people. His abdominal cavity is full of darkness. Shepherd is the story of heaven, only white clouds with dew in the sky to eat dew. That is the longing for the present-day, now-empty castles, just like the unruffled bodies, expose themselves to nothing. Bring you life, sunflowers to the sun, unreal to the mirror, listen to the ears, God’s cloth around