诗意人生曾想,某个黄昏,独上高楼,斟一壶酒,任天下喧喧闹闹,看贩夫走卒官车商旅楼下各奔前程,那该是多么诗意的场景。仿佛超出了物外却又融在人间,不必想纷纷扰扰孰是孰非,忘记了自己,只记得所有人的幸福都融化在那一片余晖之中,古意的街巷,和那凡俗世间可爱的鱼商或某个小贩。再饮一杯酒,然后仿佛江山也一并温柔起来,寂寥也不再显得那么孤独,稚子和轻烟缕缕的黄昏,人世间最平 Poetic life once thought, a twilight, alone on the high-rise, pour a pot of wine, the world noisy downtown noise, see the traffickers travel downstairs official business travel downstairs, that is how the poetic scene. As if beyond the material but melt in the world, do not have to interfere with what is right or wrong, forget yourself, just remember everyone’s happiness is melted in that afterglow, the streets of ancient Italy, The fish business or a hawker. Drink a glass of wine, and then as if the country is also gentle together, loneliness is no longer so lonely, juvenile and smoky twilight, the world’s most peaceful