傍晚。看夕阳揉碎在浪花中,折射成七色彩虹:看孤帆摇曳在波涛里,隐匿成素色字符;看沙洲漂泊在激流上,坚守成古色城墙。等待一道落寞的燕影,剪断远方的牵绊,放生心中的囚鸟,守候一盏宁静的渔火,照亮前行的道路,引领惦念的归人。做一个摆渡人。掬一朵七彩浪花,烂漫沙 Evening See the sunset crushed in the waves, refracted into a rainbow of seven colors: watching the solitary sail swaying in the waves, hidden into plain characters; see the sandbank wandering in the Torrent, stick to the ancient city walls. Waiting for a lonely swallow shadow, cut off the distance of the trip, release the heart of the prisoners, waiting for a quiet fisherman's fire, illuminate the road ahead, leading the concept of the return of people. Be a ferryman.掬 a colorful spray, brilliant sand