黄昏,沿着一条条渐次亮起灯盏的小街巷走进已是漫天飞雪的旧城。飘逸的雪花掺合着氤氲的晚风不时地掠过街边明清建筑的屋脊廊檐,顽皮地一会儿在你额头上稍作安代舞步的翩翩停留、一会儿又害羞地轻轻吻别你的双唇,迅速地消隐于灯光的雪莹中了。而当你还沉浸在与 Twilight, along a strip of lights gradually light into the small alley is already blizzard of the old city. Flowing snowflakes mixed with the stagnant breeze from time to time passing the roof of the Ming and Qing Dynasties street building eaves, architecturally for a while in your forehead a little dance for a while to settle down, while shy kiss kiss your lips, quickly Gently hidden in the snow Xueying. And when you are still immersed in