我站在无涯的铁轨边,风吹着发梢,我似乎飞了起来,“轰隆隆——呜——”,一辆火车从远处咆哮奔来,从我身边掠过,猛然间,灵魂深处的记忆又一次如风过耳般在面前闪过。永远也无法忘记那个傍晚——夏天的天总是黑得特别晚,如血的残阳将大地染成一片血的海洋。我骑着车,想赶快逃离这 I stood on the edge of the infinite track, the wind blowing, I seem to fly up, “rumored - bang -”, a train roaring from the distance, passing from me, suddenly, The memory of the deep soul once again flashed in front of her ears. It can never be forgotten that evening - the days of summer are always dark especially late, like the blood of the sun will dye the earth into a sea of ​​blood. I ride a car and want to escape this quickly