夜凉如水。空气中有蔷薇花的味道。就这样,静静地听夜色中飒飒的风声,对面人家收拾碗筷的叮当声,路上呼啸而过的车鸣声。抬起头,看远方的雾霭在深邃的夜空中盘旋,升腾,纠缠,直至消失。我这才发现,原来夜空是这么的美。她温柔而宁静地注视着我,陪伴我度过无数个奋斗的夜晚,而我却从来没有认真地欣赏过她。 The night is cool. The smell of rose flowers in the air. In this way, quietly listening to the wind in the darkness of the night, the people on the opposite side pack up the clang of chopsticks, the road roaring past the car. Raised his head and watched the distant fog hovering in the deep night sky, rising, entangling until it disappeared. I discovered that the original night sky is so beautiful. She looked at me gently and peacefully, and accompanied me on numerous nights of struggle, but I never seriously admired her.