在乡间,暮色是一层一层降落的。少女把白裙子晾在青天下,长发划过树影,世界忽然寂静。凉风游荡,黑雀跳上井台。一只大鸟展开翅翼,完美地平悬在夕阳的红光里。十里外,黄河正御风而行,经卷一般铺展。一轮红日,直直地坠落,把时光的遗骸,一缕一缕挂在河岸瘦瘦的蒿草上。喧嚣逼近河坡,千古是非,源源不断。 In the country, the twilight is landing layer by layer. Girl white skirts in the sky, long hair across the tree shadow, the world suddenly silence. Breezy, Black-headed jumped on the platform. A big bird spread wings, perfectly hanging in the red sunset. Ten miles away, the Yellow River is Yufeng line, the roll generally spread. A red sun, crashed straight, the remains of the time, a ray of a ray of hay hanging on the bank of thin grass. Hustle and bustle approaching the river, all ages right and wrong, an endless stream.