每每遇见黑夜,我总是害怕得很。——题记光影变幻,也只区区一刻。天际还残留有一抹支离破碎的余晖,绽放着太阳最后的光芒。这光芒无比安心地在湖面,在树旁,在屋顶,投下她那迈着小碎步的光斑,微微的,还有一些温暖。没过多久,太阳便沉沉坠入山窝,不留一丝痕迹。最后,一块黑色的幕布终于彻底笼罩了这世界。于是入了夜,寂静的夜,被抽去了人声,吸去了光亮的夜,寻不到些许亮色。留于 I often feel scared when I meet the night. - inscription light and shadow changes, only a moment. There are still left a touch of fragmentation of the sky, the sun shines the last light. This ray of light peace of mind in the lake, beside the tree, on the roof, cast her light step by step, slightly, and some warmth. Before long, the sun plunged into the nest, leaving no trace. Finally, a black curtain finally completely enveloped the world. So into the night, the silence of the night, was removed from the human voice, sucked the bright night, could not find a little bright color. Stay in