<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">列车在缺氧的风里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一节节拼接云的高度</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">窗外，经幡把天空越擦越蓝</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">牦牛是大地别在衣襟的纽扣</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">车轮碾过冻土带的沉默</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每一声哐当都在计算</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">离阳光的距离</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">离信仰的刻度</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">有人把脸贴在玻璃上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">看雪山像未拆封的经卷</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在远处次第摊开</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而海拔表的数字</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">正沿着青稞酒的弧度</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">悄悄爬升</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">当月光漫过唐古拉山口</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">所有的呼吸都轻了三分</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">仿佛再重一点</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">就会碰落</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">铁轨尽头</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那盏摇晃的酥油灯</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">当报站声漫过唐古拉的余温</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">指尖突然攥紧了心跳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那些被风磨亮的期待</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">正顺着睫毛上的霜花</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一点点融化成</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">布达拉宫的轮廓</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">呼吸开始练习虔诚的节奏</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">仿佛每一次起伏</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">都该轻过转经筒的旋转</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">所有未说出口的向往</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">此刻都成了站台的模样</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一声汽笛</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把灵魂轻轻放进拉萨的晨光里</span></p>