自己已不再单纯了,那 是长大的回忆。也有 成熟付出的代价,说不 清的许许多多。
夜色茫茫照四围,天边新月如钩。 桌上寒灯光不明,寄一片纸儿给 远方的你,倾诉我满腔沉重的相 思之情。
Outside, the new moon shines bright all around, but the lonely lamp on my desk is dim. How l wish this small piece of paper would take to you my resdess yearning.
Among thousands of people, you meet those you've met. Through thousands of years, with the desolate time, you happen to meet them, neither earlier nor a bit too late.
我喜欢淡淡的风。春风轻吻脸颊, 秋风抚面温柔,夏天的风送来凉 爽,冬天的风带来清凉……
I like the subtle taste of tea that last long after a sip. The subtle bitter is what it is meant to be...
我喜欢喝淡淡的茶,淡淡 之中才品出它余味的清 香,淡淡的苦才是它原来 的味道……
Belles-lettres
制作小组: 靳智佳 李亚男
I like the subtle sun, because it is warm ,warm heart went to unknown pain.
我喜欢淡淡的阳光,因为它 很暖,暖到了心底,暖去了 不知名的疼痛。