在有的诗里面，生命得到了永恒，万物不再老去，停留在最美的时刻；在有的诗里面，死亡成为了主题，连神也会心碎，对着落日和晚霞流泪；在有的诗里面，充满了对大自然的热爱，树木万古长青，花朵永不凋零；在有的诗里面，严冬来临，河流被冻结，狂风摧枯拉朽般掠过……

夜晚等待着白昼，白昼等待着夜晚。始终渺小着的，从来不会被铭记，就像这苍白的生命，将逝去，将腐朽，将遗忘。 风尘里的轻声吟唱正消磨着所有的空想和悲喜，你看那淋漓尽致的世界正不断的把人送到乐者自己的世界里。悲壮沧桑的黑嗓和和声夹杂着古老的荣光和挥之不去的忧郁，以慢速推进的方式，一步一步的把我们推进这深邃的夜色里、推进这情感细腻的漩涡里。 这一刻，我们就像一只飞鸟，有自由、有方向。 Cover From Katerina SOKOVA

注：本期第2首来自于云南楚雄的乐队

In autumn when wind and the sea Rejoice to live and laught to be And scarce the blast the curbs and the tree And bids before it quail and flee In winter when years when the years burn low As fire wherein no firebrands glow And winds disvel as they blow The stormy wings of snow Refrain The hearts of western elves burn bright With joy that mocks the spring To hear all heaven’s keen clarions ring Music that bids the sprit sing And wind by night in northern lands Arose, and lord it cried And drove the ships from ancient strands Across the streaming tide ——— 感谢你们。