如果没有什么特别着急的事,在周末,我总是会选择乘坐末班车回家。喜急了那种感觉:一个人坐在最后一排的最右边,慢慢感受着夜的来临!夜色像一件沉沉的黑袍,将我们裹在其中,路灯在我身边闪过,眼前往往会出现幻觉。忘了自己只是这个城市的过客,就好像这城市的荣华富贵、风花雪月都有自己的份。那真是一种微妙的感觉。 If there is nothing particularly anxious thing, in the weekend, I will always choose to take the last bus to go home. Hi anxious feeling: a person sitting on the far right of the last row, slowly feel the advent of the night! Night like a heavy black robe, wrapped in us, the lights flashing around me, eyes often There will be hallucinations. Forget himself just passing through the city, like the glory of the city’s rich, romantic have their own share. That is really a subtle feeling.