无法停止笔尖的思绪 像无法停止的春天的雨 虽然会下得满街泥泞 却洗净了茉莉的小花心 让时间}曼慢推移 独自越过这陌生的涧谷 隔着深深的抑郁空间 我在哭 但是这只是梦而己 远处的山影吞没了你 也吞没了我忧郁的心 是什么只让水波欢跃向前 却让我们逐渐退缩 变得沉缓与冷漠一 I can’t stop thinking of the nib like a spring rain that can’t stop, but I’m crying because I’m going to get muddy on the street but I wash the Jasmine flower heart to make time. Man walks over this strange Kariya alone across a deep depression. But this is only a dream and the shadows in the distance have swallowed you. You swallowed my melancholy heart. What makes the water waves leap forward but let us gradually recede and become calm and indifferent.