芥末日记

今晚的北京，散发着黄瓜皮的气息。

还没有被雨淋湿过的核桃树，藏在楼的阴影里。
这样就看见了金刚，黄玉的身体。
他变形，出现在载重汽车的驾驶室。
召唤着潮湿的空气，信息淹没了长安街。

今晚的路灯是路灯的幻影，还没有存在过的声音，水。

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