<p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">没有比黄昏</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">更为熟透的季节</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">所有的事物</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">都有了丰收的颜色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">田野，村庄，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一条小路驮着他</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">慢慢回家</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">她站在阳台上，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">伸出手想要挡住</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">日落的锋芒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">她还要慢慢爱啊</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那个越来越接近</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落日的人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">尽管他已经</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span>在她的指缝间</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一寸寸地黄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那些光就要割下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他沉甸甸的一生</span></p>