浊泪

零零散散的人,在屋檐下做着自己的事。

我在看一本泛黄的书,是关于梦的。

书上说道:人类所有的发明创造皆源于梦(现实中的潜梦,睡眠中的深梦)。

我竟看着看着,落下了眼泪。

小屋旁的水龙头,用它的清水,带走了我的浊珠。


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