你被我的名字永远借用残雪渐渐消融,小城心怀万物明媚之心。你白色的骨骼饱含春暖,北方冬天里的善意,早已替我回到你的语言中——一个没有寒冷的国度。我忘却同行者,忘却迎面走过的人。作为大地的一部分,你被我的名字永远借用。远处是旷野,旷野中的野兽消失多年。你只看到类似动物的脚印,从城市的大街小巷延伸出去,仿佛狼群曾经返回,又充满佛性地离开。它们与你,拥有共同的问号和省略号,悬挂树梢。 You will always be borrowed by my name Canvac gradually melt, small town heart with all kindly heart. Your white bones are full of spring, and the goodwill of winter in the north has returned to your language for me - a country without chill. I forgot my fellow travelers and forgotten the people I walked in. As part of the earth, you are always borrowed by my name. In the distance is the wilderness, and the beasts in the wilderness vanish for many years. You see only the footprints of similar animals, extending from the streets of the city, as if the wolves had returned and were full of the Buddha. They share a common question mark and ellipsis with you, hanging the treetops.