Towards evening, floating the sun of warm orange halation falls gradually.
傍晚，泛着暖橙色光晕的太阳渐渐下落。
Yu Guang is dispersedly on Yun Duo, appearing light blush.
余光散开在云朵上，透着淡淡的红晕。
The trail that the leaf with aureate Can lays is used between the woods, lead to Fu to wear continuously continuously the mountain ridge of afterglow.
树林间用灿金色的树叶铺成的小道，直直通向覆着晚霞的山岭。
I am looking at these by the scenery of the enthusiastic colour apply colours to a drawing of autumn day, in the heart however confused. Be mingled with of a few fallen leaves is worn autumn wind waves in my hand. A few maple of far are wildly in wind dancing, licentious withered.
我望着这些被秋日的热情色彩渲染的景物，心里却一片迷茫。一些落叶夹杂着秋风飘入我的手中。远处的几棵枫树疯狂地在风中舞蹈，放肆地凋零。
Rising and falling fluted and penetrable my heart, resembling is to be in the story that tells beauty of a chilly. My abide is worn sound looks at the past, what see an evening returns only is pastoral blowing dizi to driving Niu Qun, the sound of blacksnake lacerate airy that brandish wears passes my ear time. A late wind that taking a nip in the air is raided on my cheek, I can'ted help hitting cold quiver. Reply the house that eye visits candle shadow is remote, wanting to buy a clothes, hear however transmitted strong clop nearby, I nod slightly, with respect to see on the horse that a strong man sits in red of a palm, the body as Ma Er compact run rhythm and rise and fall up and down. The prey in the hand also is worn in rock. I am thinking, corners of the mouth also can'ts help going up raise.
悠扬的笛声穿透了我的心，像是在诉说一个凄美的故事。我循着声音望过去，只见一个晚归的牧人正吹着笛子驱赶着牛群，挥舞着的皮鞭划破空气的声音传到我的耳际。一阵带着寒意的晚风袭上我的脸颊，我不禁打了个寒颤。回眸望了望烛影渺渺的屋子，正想进去添件衣服，却听到不远处传来了有力的马蹄声，我微微颔首，就瞧见了一个身强力壮的男子坐在一匹棕红色的马上，身体随着马儿紧凑奔跑的节奏而上下起伏。手中的猎物也在晃动着。我想着，嘴角也不禁上扬。
The sky is bit darker, bit darker. I think saw with one's own eyes is witnessing a sky to be enveloped slowly for many times on the process of the dim light of night.
天暗了点，又暗了点。我多次想亲眼目睹着天空慢慢笼罩上夜色的过程。(文/鲍雅鑫)