我在黃昏寫了一封信，載著落日的余暉和銀河的浪漫，寄給溫柔本身。

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

云朵偷喝了放在屋頂?shù)木?，于是臉紅成了晚霞。

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

從前的月光很慢，有點(diǎn)閑，有點(diǎn)懶，在一杯茶里消磨了整個黃昏，在半個夢里看星星滿天。

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.

落日黃昏，那是一天中最溫柔且最輕松的時(shí)刻，走在回家的路上，看著倦鳥歸林，夕陽西下，市井長巷，煙火人間。

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.

晚風(fēng)輕踩著云朵，夕陽深處有一家橙色的便利店，販賣著橙色與溫柔。

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，是大自然的饋贈；三五好友，人間煙火，是生活的確幸。

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

（晚風(fēng)沉醉摘自《時(shí)代青年·哲語》2023年第3期，視覺中國供圖）