- 夏天的飞鸟,来到我的窗前,歌唱,又飞走了。 秋天的落叶,它们没有什么曲子可唱,一声叹息,飘落在地上。 Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, a sigh, falling to the ground.
图片来自: 浅陌樱丶的百度相册 - 世界对着它的爱人,扯下它那庞大的面具。 它变小了,小的宛如一首歌,小的宛如一个永恒的吻。 The world puts off its lover, puts off its mask of vastness. It becomes small, small as one song, small as one kiss of the eternal.