夜幕将至,橙黄色的街灯已经亮起来了。我慢慢地骑着车,走在回家的路上。路旁有一滩积雪,在路灯的照映下,它们显得那么晶莹,可属于它们的季节终究已经过去,它们只能躺在这里静静化去。我有一丝不忍,抬头望望天,不由被已全黑下来的夜幕吸引。那不只是一张黑沉沉的天幕,点缀着它的 The night is coming, and the orange street light has already turned on. I slowly ride the car and walk on my way home. There was a beach of snow on the roadside. Under the illumination of the street lights, they looked so brilliant that the seasons that could belong to them had passed. They could only lie quietly here. I couldn’t bear to look at the sky. I couldn’t help but be drawn to the dark night. It’s not just a dark sky, dotted with it