夜凉如水,更深露重,我却偏爱这般美景。高山流水,松声竹韵,我却独钟这般天籁。如今在城市,已很少能寻到这般美景和雅韵了。唯有夜里,在那些标志着现代文明的灯光都悄然熄灭后,千古不变的月亮悬于天空,为尘世蒙上了一层神秘,还给它些许古色。于是我总是幻想窗外的黑暗 The night is cool and the water is deeper, but I prefer this beauty. High mountains and flowing water, loose bamboo rhyme, I’m so sweet. Nowadays, in the city, such beauty and elegance can hardly be found. Only at night, after the lights that symbolize the modern civilization are quietly extinguished, the moon, which is invariably eternal, hangs over the sky, casting a mystery on the earth and giving it a bit of palatialism. So I always imagine the darkness outside the window