大山与世界连着
                    地球与大气层连着
                    有水的地方都是
                         一个个脚印
                       夜晚冷风吹来
                       像花的萤火虫
                        它从不喊冷
                       它唱着眠歌
                       哼着曲儿
                   时不时想着赶路
                   把枪杆儿带回老家
                     给他重新取名
                    叫发展，也叫未来
                  他不知道路途还有多远
                       反之路不会太远
                        山也不会太高
                       领导的地方自然出现
                         拿着锄头
                         举着钢铅
                       有阳光的地方
                     大陆或许就到了