即使再如何陡生波澜,世事难料,其实结局从一开始就被写好,无人可改。楔浮在梦境中的,袅袅娜娜的少女的影。那是一个并不绮丽的,怀着几许轻浮之色的春梦。近些时日,秦生总有这样的感觉——如今所处的情景,仿佛很久以前就在梦里出现过一样。深秋残掉的垂柳,落满浑噩的湖面;有花开着,却姿态僵冷,残喘最后一丝艳丽。并非是长久无人搭理的庭园,却露出了衰颓的势头。少女身着明亮而清丽的鹅黄色,走在离他最近,却恰好无法追及的前方。只留给他一个无限延伸了美丽的背影。 Even then how steep waves, things unpredictable, in fact, the outcome has been written from the very beginning, no one can change. Wedge floating in the dream, curl Nana girl’s shadow. That is not a beautiful, with a few flirtatious color of the spring dream. In recent days, Qinsheng always had this feeling - the scene nowadays seems to have appeared in a dream long ago. Late autumn weeping willows, full of Hunghu the lake; a flower, but the posture is cold, the last hint of residual breath. Not a long time no one take care of the garden, but revealed the momentum of decay. Girl dressed in bright and elegant goose yellow, walking away from him recently, but just beyond the reach of the front. Only to give him an infinite extension of the beautiful back.