《晨光、黄昏》

By Ouyang Yu

 《晨光、黄昏》


晨光。当朝阳升起在磨山之上时，湖面上从东至西就有一道粗粗的光柱。它一直延伸到我的脚边。金光灿烂，耀得人睁不开眼。我躲在一棵大树背后，树身与光柱刚好重合，探出半只脑袋、眯缝起眼看那无数闪闪烁烁的光斑在跳跃、浮动、变幻，消失、再现、重叠、融合，直到眼睛看花了为止。


弟弟说这儿是最好看的地方。我顺他手指看去：湖水银光闪闪，远山苍苍郁郁。近前有一座怪石，突出水面，生满杂草小树。一条羊肠小径，在野草中出没，蜿蜒地通向石峰顶。岸边有绝壁丈余，陡峭险峻，俯临深潭。


黄昏。一束落日的余晖穿过岸边的梧桐，落在沙底上。仿佛在水面开了一只窗。水底是绿色的岩石，大小不一，有圆有方，上面有一道道亮晶晶的光在活跃地滑动。那是由于阳光折射的波纹。


冬青树叶在薄暮中显得铁青，硬亮，像擦了油的牛皮鞋面。

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