周末下班,正是华灯初上时分。街上车水马龙,人流如织,好不热闹。我独自行走街上,没有丝毫孤单寥落的感觉。途经一所校园,驻足少顷,但见里面古木蓊郁,安闲静谧。因为是周末,这里少了往日的喧嚣,多了一份冷清。只是偶尔有低头赶往教室的学子身影从眼前掠过。间或,也看见一两对亲密情侣在温柔的夜色里悄然低语。我很乐意沉浸在这种诗意的氛围里,它越是朦胧,便越是浪漫而撩人。 Weekend off work, it is the Chinese lanterns early hours. The street busy, such as weaving flow, really bustling. I walk alone on the street, not the slightest lonely feeling. Passing a campus, stop for a while, but see the ancient wood mound Yu, peace and quiet. Because it is the weekend, here less the noise of the past, more of a deserted. Occasionally there are occasional bow down rushed to the classroom student figure passing from the front. Or, I saw one or two intimate gentlemen whispered softly in the night. I am very happy to be immersed in this poetic atmosphere, the more obscure it is, the more romantic and sultry it is.