头枕一捆野草深秋,金色的日子,累了,乏了,头枕一捆野草,仰望蓝天,空中,半空中,都是那么蓝汪汪的,像宝石;白云,有时一朵朵像棉花,有时一缕缕像丝线,变幻莫测,看着看着,也许就化了,融入那湛蓝湛蓝的高空的大海之中。 Head of a bundle of weeds late autumn, golden days, tired, tired, headrest bunch of weeds, looking at the sky, the sky, mid-air, are so blue bark, like gems; white clouds, and sometimes blossoming like cotton, Sometimes a strands of silk, unpredictable, looking at, perhaps on the integration of blue sky into the blue sky.