the old hours of twilight
the old hours of twilight 古老的暮霭
I placed alone on the road across the field while the sunset was hiding its last gold like a miser. The daylight sank deeper and deeper into the darkness , and the widowed land , whose harvest had been reaped, lay silent.
I stopped for a moment in my lonely way under the star light, and saw spread before me the darkenedearth surrounding with her arms countless homes furnished with cradles and warm coat, mothers' smile and evening lamps, shining eyes and calm words, evening breeze and soft melody, the young lives and the old happiness......
Facing the caml and colorful secene of twilight, much more time without words for me , there's the old hours of twilight for everyone, I think so.
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