秋日的云远远地悬在天边,天很高,云很淡,偶尔有雁群飞过,如空中的一袭微墨。热闹过了,一个人的潇湘馆便有些冷落。黛玉斜斜地倚在门栏上,凝视着一点点坠落的太阳,心儿忽而升腾起薄薄的凉意。读雁阵夕阳,让她不知不觉想起了自己的家。 The clouds in the autumn are far away from the sky. The sky is very high, and the clouds are very light. Occasionally there are wild geese flying through, such as the tiny ink in the air. As a result of the excitement, one of the people’s Xiaoxiang Pavilion was a little deserted. The jade leans on the gate and gazing at the falling sun. His heart suddenly rises to a thin coolness. Reading the geese array sun set, let her unknowingly think of their own home.