临近黄昏，阳光依然灿烂，风里扬起无邪的笑，静谧地坠落。群鸟翱翔，快乐地唱着归巢的歌儿。仿佛只有风仍不知疲倦，穿梭于人流中，轻声低语，发表着幸福的宣言。在两座山之间各取一点，画一条长弧，便是我的天空。只是昏黑得神秘，没有星星、月亮的影子。今天的我简直颓丧到 As evening approached, the sun was still shining, and the wind rose with innocent laughter and fell silently. The flock of birds soared and happily sang the songs that came home. It seems that only the wind is still tireless, lingering in the flow of people, whispering, and issuing a declaration of happiness. To take a point between two mountains and draw a long arc is my sky. It’s only dark and mysterious. There are no stars or shadows of the moon. Today, I’m simply lost