一噪音是容器,溢出,如脱缰野马,在时空维度上乱窜。遥远的过去被凿出豁口,光线汹涌,注进绵长静脉,夹杂众多陌生音阶,如巨雷,滚向低处。狂风疾走,海水翻涌,潮湿粗壮的长发,一根根冲向高空。鱼贯而出,翻腾着暂时臆想的自由,又簌簌入海。长风呼啸,海面狂澜加剧。黑色巨物哗然跳出,遮天蔽日。鱼目圆睁,光芒四溢,日月羞赧,躲进云 A noise is a container, overflowing, such as a wild horse, in the space-time dimension chaosing. Farther past was cut a gap, the surge of light, into the long veins, mixed with many strange scales, such as the giant thunder, rolling down. Rush winds, water surging, wet stout long hair, a root rushed to high altitude. Out of fish, tossing the temporary imaginary freedom, and wandering into the sea. Winds whistling, aggravating sea raging. Black giant in an uproar, cover the sun. Fish eyes wide open, glittering, sun and moon shy, hide in the clouds