In dusk she is covering of gentle sunfall light,waiting for me passing her,like old friend.I know her await without sound,but I can hear of numberless hands shaking at me.

黄昏，在夕阳下披一柔和的光，静静等候我从的边经过，像个老朋友一样，我能感到的默默等，无声，但是，已能听到无数的手都在向我摇。