“喂,阿诺,不要跑来跑去的好不好,过来,坐下。”于是,阿诺就来我身边坐下,和我一起朝着远处发呆,在这孤零零的太平洋小岛上,我完全失去了方向,四周都是同一个景色——海天相接。现在羲和又要推着太阳车回家了,车轮撒下的最后一抹光辉映红了云,映红了海,映红了那艘因为触礁而沉了一半的船,也映红了我和阿诺的脸。如果这一切出自画里,而我又站在画廊里欣赏 “Hey, Arnold, don’t run around or not, come on, sit down.” So, Arno came to sit beside me and dazzled in the distance with me, on this solitary Pacific island, I completely lost my direction and I was surrounded by the same scenery. Now, Yaohe is going to push the sun-carriage home again. The last glimmer of light from the wheels shines red, and the sea is red, and the ship that sank halfway down the coast of the reef has also turned red. Arno’s face. If all this comes from the painting, and I stand in the gallery and enjoy