Time is a dream, but also a year when christmas.
Many of the cottages have closed the door to see the Christmas tree, a riot of colours through the clear bright windows. Emerald green branches hung fist sized "fruit", in the light against the background of suffused with white, shiny, showing off like ang head, proudly stand their tummies, ribbon and put it on the tree, whole body like a hedgehog burr publicity to erect, such as a Wei Wu dragon, grinning stare eyes looked at me?!
When night falls, the bustling fade, disappear in the red light and shade staggered, as had the dream. Inside the fire like elves jumping, crack. "Amazing Grace" gradually from the house came, so slow and melodious music, and a dim moonlight, such as water, Chan guss outflow, slowly into the atrium.
Clock far away from the city noise, neck scarf floating in the wind, like a voluptuous red snake, on the vast and desolate land particularly conspicuous. The old clock lumbering knocked several, one, twelve.
Christmas night, snow have sounded, 12 o'clock, the sky flashed his silver. Sparks, is so beautiful, like a flower blooming fireworks in the sky, Its brightness dazzles the eyes. There appears to be a coach, against the moonlight, saw only a hazy shadow. Ran the front pull quadruped cheerful, gently Qiaoqiao, each hoof falls, like stepping on a is not the air, but the field. After the car, only a red shadow, like a sled, sitting on a person. Grew nearer, I seemed to hear a sound of the hooves, moonlight painted on them, like fine gauze, hazy, like an angel of landing.
The night looks lonely, light, All sounds are still.
The car flashed a silver, suddenly, it is near. Jumped from the car under a old man, red and white clothes with round rolling of belly slowly to jump off, "puff" sound, the fat feet makes dust splash. Smiling, walking, plump face was thick hat covered only a pair of lovely slim, di Liuliu, such as black pearls, give a person a pleasant feeling. He gave a gift to plug in my hands, the corner of the eye fine wrinkles stretch, a sound foreign sound provoked I had to open his eyes: "Merry Christmas, dear!"
He jumped into the car, the naughty wink, some sly eyes were still a hint of kindness. Did not wait for me to say a word, he had already gone.
Read deep, shallow water Huan, such as moonlight, cool thin clothes. The night looks lonely, light, All sounds are still.
Is still erratic "Amazing Grace", just staring at the sky, black without trace. No spark, no horse, no sound, no man, like all dreams.
Music immersion, dream alone Huan, cold and silent drunk that night. Cecil strands broken read, goosebumps, long, long dim, long swing, lingering......
When I look back, leave alone. Downtown gradually far, autumn wanes, dream time and space, let me lonely samsara, to very devout, dedicated mind waiting for pure. A little drunk back, skimming over the surface, dip pen come, beautiful words. Holding a small gift to tell me, this is not a dream.
Christmas, meet me.
時(shí)光如夢，又到一年圣誕時(shí)。
很多的小屋都關(guān)著門，透過清澈明亮的落地窗看到五彩繽紛的圣誕樹。翠色的枝干上掛著拳頭般大小的“果子”，在燈光的映襯下泛著白光，閃閃的，炫耀似的昂著腦袋，驕傲地挺著它們的大肚子；條條彩帶披在樹上，渾身像刺猬一樣的毛刺張揚(yáng)地豎起，如一條威武的龍，齜牙咧嘴瞪著眼朝我看呢！
夜幕降臨，繁華隱去，紅塵消失在光影交錯(cuò)里，一如曾經(jīng)的夢。屋里壁爐的火像精靈一樣跳躍著，發(fā)出啪啪的響聲?！镀娈惗鞯洹窛u漸從屋里傳出，如此緩慢而悠揚(yáng)的音樂，和著朦朧的月光，如水一般，潺湲流出，緩緩流入心房。
遠(yuǎn)處的老鐘發(fā)出城中的響聲，脖子的圍巾隨風(fēng)飄蕩，如一條妖嬈的紅蛇，在廣袤蒼涼的大地上格外顯眼。老鐘笨重緩慢敲了好幾下，一數(shù)，十二點(diǎn)了。
圣誕節(jié)晚，白雪紛紛，12點(diǎn)鐘聲敲響后，天邊閃出一絲銀光。火花一樣，是那么絢麗，似天空中綻開的一朵煙花，光彩奪目。天邊似乎出現(xiàn)了一輛馬車，逆著月光看，只瞧見一片朦朧的影子。前面拉車的動(dòng)物四蹄歡快的跑著，輕輕巧巧，每一蹄的落下，仿佛踩著的不是空氣，而是實(shí)地。車后，只閃過一片紅影，像是一個(gè)雪橇，上面坐著一個(gè)人。愈來愈近，我似乎聽到一種蹄聲，月光涂在他們的身上，似輕紗般，朦朦朧朧，如天使一般的降落。
清夜寂寥，光影流盼，萬籟俱寂。
車尾閃著一道銀光，轉(zhuǎn)眼間，它近在眼前。從車下跳下一個(gè)老頭，紅白相間的衣服配上圓滾滾的肚子慢騰騰的跳下，“噗”的一聲，肥壯的大腳使得灰塵濺起。笑瞇瞇的走來，肥碩的臉被厚重的帽子遮得只剩下一雙可愛的小眼，滴溜溜的，如黑珍珠般，給人一種和藹可親的感覺。他把一個(gè)禮盒塞在我手中，眼角細(xì)微的皺紋舒展開，一聲洋音惹得我不得不直視他的眼：“Merry Christmas, dear！”
他一下蹦上車，調(diào)皮的對我眨眨眼，有些狡黠的目光依然透著一絲和藹。沒等我說一句話，他早已離去。
深深念，淺淺歡，如水月華，涼透薄裳。清夜寂寥，光影流盼，萬籟俱寂。
依然是飄忽不定的《奇異恩典》，呆呆凝望天空，黑的沒有一絲痕跡。沒有火花，沒有馬車，沒有蹄聲，更沒有那個(gè)老人，一切，仿佛夢境。
音樂里沉浸，夢境中獨(dú)歡，飲醉這夜的寒涼與默然。絲絲縷縷的碎念，心潮起伏，久久徘徊，久久黯然，久久回旋，久久不散……
驀然回首，獨(dú)自離開。繁華漸遠(yuǎn)，秋意闌珊，夢幻時(shí)空，容我寂寥的輪回，以無比的虔誠，執(zhí)著守候心靈的純粹。浮光掠影，淺醉一回，蘸筆成思，箋字唯美。手里拿個(gè)不大的禮盒告訴著我，這，不是夢。
圣誕，與我相約。
Many of the cottages have closed the door to see the Christmas tree, a riot of colours through the clear bright windows. Emerald green branches hung fist sized "fruit", in the light against the background of suffused with white, shiny, showing off like ang head, proudly stand their tummies, ribbon and put it on the tree, whole body like a hedgehog burr publicity to erect, such as a Wei Wu dragon, grinning stare eyes looked at me?!
When night falls, the bustling fade, disappear in the red light and shade staggered, as had the dream. Inside the fire like elves jumping, crack. "Amazing Grace" gradually from the house came, so slow and melodious music, and a dim moonlight, such as water, Chan guss outflow, slowly into the atrium.
Clock far away from the city noise, neck scarf floating in the wind, like a voluptuous red snake, on the vast and desolate land particularly conspicuous. The old clock lumbering knocked several, one, twelve.
Christmas night, snow have sounded, 12 o'clock, the sky flashed his silver. Sparks, is so beautiful, like a flower blooming fireworks in the sky, Its brightness dazzles the eyes. There appears to be a coach, against the moonlight, saw only a hazy shadow. Ran the front pull quadruped cheerful, gently Qiaoqiao, each hoof falls, like stepping on a is not the air, but the field. After the car, only a red shadow, like a sled, sitting on a person. Grew nearer, I seemed to hear a sound of the hooves, moonlight painted on them, like fine gauze, hazy, like an angel of landing.
The night looks lonely, light, All sounds are still.
The car flashed a silver, suddenly, it is near. Jumped from the car under a old man, red and white clothes with round rolling of belly slowly to jump off, "puff" sound, the fat feet makes dust splash. Smiling, walking, plump face was thick hat covered only a pair of lovely slim, di Liuliu, such as black pearls, give a person a pleasant feeling. He gave a gift to plug in my hands, the corner of the eye fine wrinkles stretch, a sound foreign sound provoked I had to open his eyes: "Merry Christmas, dear!"
He jumped into the car, the naughty wink, some sly eyes were still a hint of kindness. Did not wait for me to say a word, he had already gone.
Read deep, shallow water Huan, such as moonlight, cool thin clothes. The night looks lonely, light, All sounds are still.
Is still erratic "Amazing Grace", just staring at the sky, black without trace. No spark, no horse, no sound, no man, like all dreams.
Music immersion, dream alone Huan, cold and silent drunk that night. Cecil strands broken read, goosebumps, long, long dim, long swing, lingering......
When I look back, leave alone. Downtown gradually far, autumn wanes, dream time and space, let me lonely samsara, to very devout, dedicated mind waiting for pure. A little drunk back, skimming over the surface, dip pen come, beautiful words. Holding a small gift to tell me, this is not a dream.
Christmas, meet me.
時(shí)光如夢，又到一年圣誕時(shí)。
很多的小屋都關(guān)著門，透過清澈明亮的落地窗看到五彩繽紛的圣誕樹。翠色的枝干上掛著拳頭般大小的“果子”，在燈光的映襯下泛著白光，閃閃的，炫耀似的昂著腦袋，驕傲地挺著它們的大肚子；條條彩帶披在樹上，渾身像刺猬一樣的毛刺張揚(yáng)地豎起，如一條威武的龍，齜牙咧嘴瞪著眼朝我看呢！
夜幕降臨，繁華隱去，紅塵消失在光影交錯(cuò)里，一如曾經(jīng)的夢。屋里壁爐的火像精靈一樣跳躍著，發(fā)出啪啪的響聲?！镀娈惗鞯洹窛u漸從屋里傳出，如此緩慢而悠揚(yáng)的音樂，和著朦朧的月光，如水一般，潺湲流出，緩緩流入心房。
遠(yuǎn)處的老鐘發(fā)出城中的響聲，脖子的圍巾隨風(fēng)飄蕩，如一條妖嬈的紅蛇，在廣袤蒼涼的大地上格外顯眼。老鐘笨重緩慢敲了好幾下，一數(shù)，十二點(diǎn)了。
圣誕節(jié)晚，白雪紛紛，12點(diǎn)鐘聲敲響后，天邊閃出一絲銀光。火花一樣，是那么絢麗，似天空中綻開的一朵煙花，光彩奪目。天邊似乎出現(xiàn)了一輛馬車，逆著月光看，只瞧見一片朦朧的影子。前面拉車的動(dòng)物四蹄歡快的跑著，輕輕巧巧，每一蹄的落下，仿佛踩著的不是空氣，而是實(shí)地。車后，只閃過一片紅影，像是一個(gè)雪橇，上面坐著一個(gè)人。愈來愈近，我似乎聽到一種蹄聲，月光涂在他們的身上，似輕紗般，朦朦朧朧，如天使一般的降落。
清夜寂寥，光影流盼，萬籟俱寂。
車尾閃著一道銀光，轉(zhuǎn)眼間，它近在眼前。從車下跳下一個(gè)老頭，紅白相間的衣服配上圓滾滾的肚子慢騰騰的跳下，“噗”的一聲，肥壯的大腳使得灰塵濺起。笑瞇瞇的走來，肥碩的臉被厚重的帽子遮得只剩下一雙可愛的小眼，滴溜溜的，如黑珍珠般，給人一種和藹可親的感覺。他把一個(gè)禮盒塞在我手中，眼角細(xì)微的皺紋舒展開，一聲洋音惹得我不得不直視他的眼：“Merry Christmas, dear！”
他一下蹦上車，調(diào)皮的對我眨眨眼，有些狡黠的目光依然透著一絲和藹。沒等我說一句話，他早已離去。
深深念，淺淺歡，如水月華，涼透薄裳。清夜寂寥，光影流盼，萬籟俱寂。
依然是飄忽不定的《奇異恩典》，呆呆凝望天空，黑的沒有一絲痕跡。沒有火花，沒有馬車，沒有蹄聲，更沒有那個(gè)老人，一切，仿佛夢境。
音樂里沉浸，夢境中獨(dú)歡，飲醉這夜的寒涼與默然。絲絲縷縷的碎念，心潮起伏，久久徘徊，久久黯然，久久回旋，久久不散……
驀然回首，獨(dú)自離開。繁華漸遠(yuǎn)，秋意闌珊，夢幻時(shí)空，容我寂寥的輪回，以無比的虔誠，執(zhí)著守候心靈的純粹。浮光掠影，淺醉一回，蘸筆成思，箋字唯美。手里拿個(gè)不大的禮盒告訴著我，這，不是夢。
圣誕，與我相約。