仰望天空,尽管已是伸手不见五指,在那广阔的夜空中也看不见被白天雨水洗涤过的清澈与明亮,但却感受到了一份专属黑夜的宁静,空气中还夹杂着泥土和树根的味道。不禁,张开双手,闭上双目,就这样,让思绪随时间慢慢地渐渐飘向远方。时钟上的指示针总在一圈一圈不停地转动着。随之,白天变成了黑夜。夏天的翠绿与深沉经风一吹蜕变成了秋天的凋零。一转眼,白色的雪花飘下,为大地盖上了一层羽绒,寒风呼啸,沙土迷眼,造就了一 Looks up to the sky, though it is invisible, can not see the clear and bright daylight-washed clear water in that vast night sky, but feels an exclusive night’s quiet, the air is also mixed with the soil and the roots taste. Can not help but open your hands, close your eyes, so that thoughts slowly drifting toward the afar over time. Clock on the needle always lap in a circle kept turning. In the meantime, it becomes darkness during the day. Summer green and deep wind blows transformed into autumn withered. A blink of an eye, the white snow float, the earth covered with a layer of down, cold wind whistling, sand-dazzling, created a