有人说,远方最美。这句话,我揣摩了很久,很久,却从未理解其真谛。我的家乡是烟雨中的江南,它给我的印象总是那么朦胧。我喜欢坐在江岸观看南京的夜幕。喧闹的城市渐渐地安静下来,白天的淡抹浓妆也慢慢褪去了浮华,只见那幽深的黑一点一点地从地平面上升起,不知不觉就包围了整座城市。 Someone says the most beautiful in the distance. This sentence, I try to figure out for a long time, a long time, but never understand the true meaning. My hometown is in the misty rain south, it gives me the impression is always so hazy. I like to sit on the bank of the river watching the night of Nanjing. The bustling city gradually calmed down, the light makeup during the day slowly faded flashy, I saw the dark black little by little from the ground up, unwittingly surrounded the entire city.