1盛夏,我坐在桌前。梧桐树摇动绿色的碎片,椭圆的,三角锥,正方形,但确定的是,根须紧抱奔涌的星星。一只隆重宣告生命存在的蝉,正在解表象世界的方程式。一只蝉把熔化的音键按入空气,但它只是气流的听众,空气是最高明的演说家。我打开一本书时,一扇窗驱动了无限的世界。我摇动了一下椅子,才发现铜螺钉星星一样 1 summer, I sat at the table. Plane tree shakes green shards, ovals, triangular cones, squares, but it is certain that the roots are clinging to the surging stars. A cicada that solemnly proclaims the existence of life is dissolving the equations that represent the world. A cicada pressed the melted keys into the air, but it was only a stream of listeners, the air was the cleverest orator. When I open a book, a window drives the infinite world. I rocked the chair, only to find the same copper screw stars