她久远的目光,亮在铁灰色的时空里,与大地的影子相映成画。许多影子靠着将枯的树,等待黑暗来洗劫肉体。她喃喃自语,声音总在不小心的时候漏下来,惊醒宇宙的某一个部位。屋檐下的石块上,有一小块凹陷。跌坐于童年的山岭。最初的依靠是山,最后依靠的还是山。宁静 Her long-sighted eyes, bright in iron-gray space and time, matched with the shadow of the earth. Many shadows hijack the body by waiting for the dead tree to wait for the darkness. She muttered to her that the sound always leaked when she was not careful and woke up a certain part of the universe. Under the eaves of the stone, there is a small depression. Fell in the childhood of the mountain. The first rely on the mountain, and finally rely on the mountain. peaceful