你正望着我呢,年轻的朋友——虽然,你与我并没有促膝而对, 可我觉得出,你正望着我的额头,鬓角,端详着岁月留在上面的痕迹——韩少华《记忆》此时的天际,已微微露出鱼肚白,云彩似赶集般聚拢在天边。慢慢地,太阳渐渐升起,巨大的天幕像是浸泡了鲜血,显出淡淡的红色。 You are looking at me. The young friend, though, you and I have not done so, but I feel that you are looking at my forehead, the horns, and looking at the traces left over from the years—Han Shaohua. At this time, the horizon of the memory was slightly white and the clouds were gathering in the sky. Slowly, the sun gradually rose, and the huge sky was like soaking in blood, showing a faint red color.