翅膀一样的酒啊若干年前,当我读到一位西藏女诗人的这一诗句时,立时被一种神奇的力量所牵引,恍然又置身于横无际涯的青春流水酒场。脸酣耳热之际,一只看不见的精灵正在满桌子的飞,在每个人的血液中飞,拽着一行行灵光突现、神魂颠倒的诗句盘旋着飞。这是在1980年代的青海,酒的名字我们一般简称为“互头”或“互 A few years ago, when I read this verse of a Tibetan woman poet, I immediately was dragged by a miraculous force, and suddenly I was immersed in a youthful liquefied winery. When the face is hot, an invisible elven is flying around the table, flying in the blood of everybody, pulling a line of spiritual light suddenly emerge, fascinating verses circling and flying. This is Qinghai in the 1980s, the name of the wine we are generally referred to as ”mutual“ or ”mutual"