傍晚时分,夕阳的光芒照耀在柬埔寨吴哥的千年石窟上,光影分分秒秒在变化着,此时游人渐少,视野中干净了许多,天地间只有高耸的吴哥寺和偶尔飘过的点点橘红,那是身披袈裟的年轻僧人缓缓地穿行在石窟间,三三两两,有说有笑,悠闲怡然,在黑灰色石墙的映衬下如一朵朵西天的红云飘忽不定。镜头中的夕阳光线变幻莫测,我在光影之间流连忘返,而那些点点橘红迎着夕阳走去,渐行渐远。 Evening, the sunset light shines on the Millennium Grottoes in Angkor, Cambodia, changing light and shadow every second, then gradually fewer visitors, a lot of clean vision, heaven and earth only towering Angkor temple and occasionally drifting A little bit orange, it is wearing a young monk slowly wandering in the grottoes, twos and yards, talking and laughing, leisurely and leisurely, against the background of dark gray stone walls, such as the red clouds of the sky suddenly erratic. The sunset light in the lens is unpredictable, I linger in the light and shade, and those little orange-red toward the sunset, away.