晨曦微现,映在覆着薄霜的枯黄的草上。枯黄的枝桠划破了略显灰暗的天际。空气里夹杂着寒风的轻叹与路人的气息。暖黄色的路灯渐渐黯淡下去,熟睡中的人也迷迷糊糊地起来了,或是早起的妻子,或是去市场摆摊的小贩,或是晨起锻炼的青年。女人夹杂着白发的青丝微微耷在肩上,一袭黑衣,一双黑鞋,不夹杂任何色彩与情感,像是一位隐者与人群疏远一般。她眼角处不大协调的青紫却很引人注目,似乎是过于疲惫与劳累引致的。晨光懒散地描绘着她苍白的脸色,她那双像是在冷水里浸过的通红的手里紧 Morning light is reflected in the yellow grass covered with thin cream. Branches of yellowish branches pierced a little dark sky. Air mixed with cold sighs and passers atmosphere. Warm yellow lights gradually dimmed, sleeping people are stumbled together, or get up early wife, or to the market stall vendors, or morning exercise youth. Woman mixed with white-haired black hair slightly on his shoulders, dressed in black, a pair of black shoes, not mixed with any color and emotion, like a hermit alienated from the general population. The inconsistent cyanosis at her corner was very noticeable and seemed to be caused by being too tired and tired. Morning light lazily depicts her pale face, her eyes are like the reddish hands soaked in cold water