躺在黑暗之中,我用黑色的眼睛看着这个即将离去的世界。世界像水一般向我的身体两侧流动,哗啦啦,哗啦啦,悦耳动听。我什么都可以放下了,唯有黄楣佳,我看到夜色中疲惫、衰老的我长叹一声,我想最后再从黑暗中抓住她的身影,可是没有。她在哪里,在哪个城市,哪个乡村,哪个荒郊野外,哪个陌生而冷漠的地方?这是一个多么漫长的夜。黑暗中,我看到了一块仪表,灰蒙蒙的,有太多岁月的痕迹,那就是我。我便是一块炼油装置上的仪表,走了四十 Lying in the darkness, I looked at this outgoing world with black eyes. The world flows like water to both sides of my body, crashed, crashed, melodious. I can put everything down, only Huang Mei, I see the night tired, I am a sigh of aging, I want to finally capture her from the dark shadow, but not. Where is she, in which city, in which country, in which wilderness? What strange and indifferent place? What a long night. In the dark, I saw a meter, gray, with too many signs of years, that is me. I am an instrument on a refinery and I am forty