冷风四起,白如雪的梅花散落于空际,冷凝了空气,醉倒了都邑。飘扬的影,仅仅一个瞬间,却诉说着一段轻盈的美丽。而后,化作一阵袅袅青烟,迷离中寻不到踪迹。才意识到,自己弄丢了曾经,不再拥有那份梦幻般的美好。一个季节的伤感,用晶莹的泪珠来折射;一圈年轮的刺眼,用时间的脚步来定义。时间如冰下的溪,清凉纯郁中滑过一丝莫名的伤感,和洗不尽的断愁。白驹过隙,不允许我回忆,只把不舍与孤寂埋藏于心里,让思念越拉越长,如绵延的山岚。 Cold everywhere, white snow plum scattered in the air, condensing the air, drunk down the city. The flying shadow, just an instant, but tells a light beauty. Later, turning into a curl of smoke, blur can not find the trail. Realized that he lost his once, no longer have the fantastic beauty. A sentimental season, with crystal tears to refraction; a ring of rings dazzling, with the pace of time to define. Time, such as ice under the stream, cool pure Yu glided inexplicable sadness, and wash endless sadness. White gap, do not allow me to recall, only sadness and loneliness buried in my heart, so that more and more long and thin, such as the rolling hills.