我的梦想很渺小，也很可笑，但是我还是常常幻想……
残阳如血。大团大团的红艳艳的彩云把天空涂抹得如凡·高的现代画。余下的几滴浅艳的粉红透过缝隙洒在行人身上。一切都匆匆消失了，只有一种舒适在荡漾……难得一个周末，明天不用上学，今天可以出去散步。
我常常在想，如果清晨是一种开始，一种年轻，一种幼稚，那黄昏呢？是一种衰老，还是一种成熟？我不知道，也不想知道。我只想沉浸在一种难得的漫无目的的行走中……
一路走来，全是成年人在散步。我不知道在黄昏中散步是不是成年人独有的习惯。我散步是不是少年老成？是不是浪费光阴？或许，你会说我胸无大志。但是你可知道，一个文学家可能就在黄昏中诞生。或许，你会说我的想法太狂妄。但是，一个充实而富有意义的生活才是想法背后的向往。梦想的双眼才是有活力的，才是美丽的。
我真的喜欢在黄昏中漫步，让一切烦恼远离我，让苍白无力的生活多一些红色的梦。好美丽的黄昏，好舒适的我……
my
dream
is
very
small,
very
funny,
but
i
still
used
to
fantasy
...
...
the
dying
sun
bl袱功递嘉郛黄店萎锭联ood-red.
great
balls
of
red
clouds
in
the
sky
as
van
gogh's
modern
paintings.
the
remaining
few
drops
of
shallow
bright
pink
through
the
aperture
sprinkled
on
the
pedestrians.
everything
was
gone,
only
a
kind
of
comfort
in
the
waves
...
...
a
rare
one
weekend,
don't
have
school
tomorrow,
today
can
go
out
for
a
walk.
i
often
think,
if
the
morning
is
a
beginning,
a
young,
a
naive,
the
sunset?
is
a
kind
of
aging,
or
a
mature?
i
don't
know,
i
don't
want
to
know.
i
only
want
to
be
immersed
in
a
kind
of
rare
walking
aimlessly
...
...
along
the
way,
the
adults
in
a
walk.
i
don't
know
in
the
evening
walk
adults
unique
habits
is
it
right?.
is
it
right?
i
walk
an
old
head
on
young
shoulders?
is
it
right?
a
waste
of
time?
maybe,
you
will
say
that
i
am
with
no
ambition
at
all.
but
you
know,
a
literary
family
may
in
the
dusk
of
birth.
maybe,
you
will
say
i
am
too
arrogant.
however,
a
full
and
meaningful
life
is
the
idea
behind
the
yearning.
dream
eyes
is
dynamic,
it
is
beautiful.
i
really
like
walking
in
the
evening,
let
all
the
trouble
away,
let
the
feeble
life
more
red
dream.
beautiful
sunset,
good
comfort
me
...
...