无数次,黑白交错;无数次,我在你的引力中抚摸一圈圈的光晕。月色,白,常夜间出没,喜蓝色,喜八月,喜寂静。我不记得你善变,在八月,有属于我的一天,我是卑微的,我只要一天,月的发梢弯曲,沉下的色颓废,我的心忽感垂危,山洪就要暴发,行走的植物和人们将消失在你的潮汐,你是这样地博爱?我宁愿闪电是有根基的,当它巨大的呜叫来临时,人们可以连根拔起,把灾难留给雷 Numerous times, black and white staggered; countless times, I touch the halo of your circle of gravity. Moonlight, white, often night out, hi blue, happy August, hi stillness. I do not remember your fickleness, in August, there is one day belongs to me, I am humble, I only one day, the hair of the moon bending, sinking color decadent, my heart suddenly feel dangerous, flash floods are about to break out, Walking plants and people will disappear in your tide, you are so fraternity? I prefer lightning is a foundation, when its huge whining is coming, people can uproot, the disaster left to thunder