月光终于如水般泻在了这条河上。她是一条河。那些惊天动地的大变革都不曾改变她的流向。她冲刷走那些岁月,把它们埋葬,然后自己慢慢地老。——甘世佳《她是一条河》天已转凉,窗外的夜显得格外萧索。树上的叶子紧紧地抓着树枝,在黄昏的陪伴下孤寂地跳着繁琐的舞步,像舞池中的人群,渐渐地稀少了;叶子,亦是渐渐地飘落,终成了“零落成泥碾作 The moonlight finally lapped in the river. She is a river. Those earthshaking big changes have not changed her direction. She washed away those years, buried them, and then slowly grew old. - Gan Shijia ”She is a river“ The sky has turned cooler, the window is particularly desolate night. Tree leaves clinging to the branches tightly, accompanied by the twilight lonely dancing tedious steps, like the crowd in the dance floor, gradually scarce; leaves, but also gradually falling, and finally became ” Mud crushing