她望望西天边那片如血的晚霞,又低头看看被晚霞染得胭脂般殷红的河水,不由得想起自己平时所喜爱的诗句:“轻轻地我走了,正如我轻轻地来;我轻轻地挥挥手,作别西天的云彩……”今天她就要与尘世作别,就要到另一个世界去了,心里一片凄然。她只要往前迈一步,往台阶下轻轻地一跳,就 She looked at the sky as the blood of the sky west side, but also looked down at the bright red rouge glow of the river, could not help but think of his usual favorite verse: “I gently go, as I gently come; I gently waved his hand to do other clouds of the West ... ... ”Today she would say goodbye to the world, it is necessary to go to another world, my heart a sad. She just took a step forward and jumped gently down the steps