如果有一天,时光都走远。那些我对你从不曾说出口的深情,现在,我就一笔一画写给你。夕阳从村头的西面照过来,照穿了一整条巷子。树荫摇晃着,仿佛无数双手,不舍地挽留着最后的夏天。橘红的光点铺在路上,有着模糊而光亮的边缘。夕阳铺在每一片爬山虎的叶子上,于是围墙也变成金黄色。一阵风吹过去,叶子翻出灰色的 If one day, time is gone. Those affectionate words that I have never spoken to you, and now I write to you one by one. The sunset came from the west of the village head and shone through an alley. The shades shook, as if countless hands, reluctantly retained the last summer. Orange spots spread on the road, with fuzzy and bright edges. The setting sun sets on the leaves of every piece of ivy, and the walls turn into golden yellow. A gust of wind blew over and the leaves turned gray