仰望,

不是要一栋雄伟的大厦,

而是一片浩瀚的天空.

某某一片土地,

拥有一片诚恳的天空,

却包含多个世界.

一片上色的草原,

青翠无比,

自然的, 随性的,

摇摆.

每一个频率, 多么的平凡.

拔一根,

用金黄色的阳光照耀,

凸显它比人们独特的一切.

细细小雨, 打在手里,

剖开它,

看见穿透心里的力量.

果然,

锁在框框里的我,

发现,

天空, 草, 雨 ……

都比人们来得

独特,美丽,诚恳 ……

至少,

无邪.

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