落日奔赴山海，浪漫不止

我在黄昏写了一封信，载着落日的余晖和银河的浪漫，寄给温柔本身。

I write a letter in the evening，carrying the sunset and the romance of the galaxy， to the tenderness itself.

云朵偷喝了放在屋顶的酒，于是脸红成了晚霞。

The clouds stole the wine on the roof， then the blush turned to sunset glow.

从前的月光很慢，有点闲，有点懒，在一杯茶里消磨了整个黄昏，在半个梦里看星星满天。

Once upon a time the moonlight was slow， a little idle， a little lazy， in a cup of tea to kill the whole evening，in half a dream to see the stars.

落日黄昏，那是一天中最温柔且最轻松的时刻，走在回家的路上，看着倦鸟归林，夕阳西下，市井长巷，烟火人间。

Sunset dusk， it is the most gentle and the most relaxed moment of the day， walking on the way home， watching the weary birds return to the forest，the sunset， the streets long lane，fireworks in the world.

晚风轻踩着云朵，夕阳深处有一家橙色的便利店，贩卖着橙色与温柔。

The night wind tread lightly on the clouds， the deep sunset there is an orange convenience store， selling orange and gentle.

山川湖海，日出日落，是大自然的馈赠；三五好友，人间烟火，是生活的确幸。

Mountains， rivers， lakes and seas， sunrise and sunset， are gifts of nature;three or five friends，human fireworks， life is really lucky.

（晚风沉醉摘自《时代青年·哲语》2023年第3期，视觉中国供图）