于是，我就这么一个人，坐在石头上，脚下是清清的，浅浅的溪水，身上是暖暖的秋阳，头上是未红透的枫叶，再上去就是高远的蓝天，湛得不带一丝杂色。偶尔飘过的云也是纯白的。坐在水中间，什么也不想，闭着眼睛，不是累只是为了更安心地享受这下午三点的阳光。在北京那么多年 So, I am such a person, sitting on the rock, the foot is a clear, shallow stream, who is warm autumn Yang, the head is not red maple leaf, then go up is the lofty blue sky, Without a trace of mottle The clouds that float occasionally are also pure white. Sit in the middle of the water, do not want anything, eyes closed, not tired just to enjoy more peace of mind the sunlight at three o’clock in the afternoon. So many years in Beijing