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The dusk becomes the picture
It seems that the dark is just over five o'clock earlier, dark on day in late autumn in the North, the road is full of the rate of traffic flow of the crowd who makes a return journey hurriedly.

By time to come off duty, but already idle. That suitable very ripe way, has turned in one and another corners, fashionlifefrom this crossing where travel around street is familiar with together downwards. Let attention flying away carelessly, by car being slowly to go around street of the dusk, either needn't worry, way to still fault, near or far.

Will reach the small courtyard that lives soon, but the one that does not want early belongs to home. Lean the car against the street, stop to look at the transient stream of people. Everything under the dusk seems dim, the street outside window is like a picture scroll, but have nothing to do with me, that is one world without me.

Perhaps, each body has a lonely soul. Who knows those transient crowds at this moment, will also be missing something, there is their way head, where should the direction of life go. Whose someone you are, someone is my someone. You are the transient guest who I passed each other, I am just the passerby who you never looked out for. This world is so big, but I can not find a reason that can tell. Want how much way does it pass by, could find the road to suit oneself, want what 's people does it pass by, could be meeting oneself and seeking the person that is waiting for.

Unconsciously, the street lamp in the street has been already bright. The orange street light is throwing both sides of the street, is distributing the warm romantic breath. Have remembered, when being young, like going around in the train platform in mid-night most, the oblique and oblique one relies on and is done in that stalwart column. See train among orange orange lights, penetrate thick dim light of night, come on, go also, the crowd in the carriage is from head to foot. When being young, I wonder sorrow, love think crowd people go. Now, take it in the car alone, looks in dusk life of outside the window, are like too picturesquly.

Street of dusk, the leaf already wandering trunk, a reticent one stand under street lamp. See through the orange light, skinny trunk, winding branch, has not seen indistinctly clearly yet, there are no speeches like the lonely child in silence, other style that seem is forlorn.

See through orange street light, either far or near group of buildings, what time it will be three light. That or a little yellow or milky white light sees through the window such as pairs of eyes confused. Perhaps, behind every window, all have warm and happy households. Perhaps, it is she or he that is looking forward to the coming back of good people. But happy to have who knows everybody have one book, book story see how realize oneself right away.

In dusk for late autumn, like, sit street, think the dusk to succeed the picture in life alone.
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