坐在门前满是苔痕的石板上,她抬眼看着对面那坚硬得让人生厌的灵壁。神佑灵壁,这是山寨古老的传说。她盯着灵壁多年,从没遇上过大神显灵。不过,灵壁有时会虚幻出一张白胡子老人的怪脸来吓唬她,最初,那怪脸还让她有些新鲜。现在,她担心的是这灵壁会在某一天突然碎为齑粉,无情地吞噬峡谷。岩壁老人融化在半空里,被岁月压缩成五色层岩,她常常感到悲从中来。下雨的日子,她坐在窗前看到从悬壁上突然出现的飞瀑,会很激动。 Sitting on the stone covered with moss in front of her, she looked up at the hard, tiresome wall of the spirit opposite her. God bless Spirit Wall, this is the ancient legend of the cottage. She stared at the wall for years, never met a bully. However, Lingbi sometimes illusory out of a white-bearded elderly strange face to scare her, initially, that strange face also made her a bit fresh. Now, what she fears is that this wall of spirit will suddenly crumbled on a certain day and relentlessly swallowed the canyon. Elderly rock melting in mid-air, was compressed into colored rock colored years, she often feel sad to come. On a rainy day, she would be very excited when she sat at the window and saw the sudden appearance of a waterfall from the cliff.