Amid the dust which billows up behind us, for no particular reason we sense an incongruity of time and space: when a tribe of 1000 people was on the move, did the yellow dust also rise up around them in the same way?
在揚起的滾滾沙塵中，竟無端昇起一種時空的錯置感。當一個多達千人的部落移動的時候，黃沙是否也同樣為他們沸騰？