一那个夜晚,我梦见自己在一座孤岛上等待你的归来。梦里,火烧云开满了整个天空,微风伴着细碎的花瓣香,吹醉了我的整个青春年华。河面上,渔夫撑着木船向夕阳尽头远去,候鸟穿越了万山之隔,回到了自己的巢穴。而我,望着孤寂的小岛,心中充满了苍凉。就在我即将醒来前那几秒短暂的虚无里,你来到了我的梦境中。你所行走的每一处轨迹都被暖阳所普照,就这样花开似的一点一滴的浸染了我的整个梦境。醒来后,失落与无助像秋日四处飘散的落 One night, I dreamed I was waiting for your return on an island. Dream, the cloud of fire is full of the sky, the breeze accompanied by the fine petals of incense, drunk my whole youth. The river, the fisherman propped wooden boat to the sunset at the end, migratory birds across the mountains, back to his nest. And I, looking at the lonely island, my heart full of desolation. Just a few moments before I was about to wake up, I came to my dream. Everywhere you go is covered by the warm sun, so the blooming bit by bit dipped my entire dream. After waking up, lost and helpless fall like autumn