1 从一片荒原上采撷的花又撒落在另一片荒原上,花瓣细碎的在风中飘飞着翻卷着。你看见花的颜色了吗?你看见那花是我采撷的,故意抛在你的荒原上的吗?你一定看见了。是的,一定看见了。在你经过的路旁,所有的颜色都是我用岁月之蜡浸染的,所有的花瓣都是我用时间之刀雕刻的。不论你看见看不见,我都不在乎。只要把自己的心的碎片都撒给你,你只要捡起一 1 The flowers picked up from the wasteland scattered over another wilderness, and the petals were crumpled and fluttered in the wind. Have you seen the color of the flower, have you seen the flower that I have picked and deliberately thrown upon your wasteland? You must have seen it. Yes, I must have seen it. On the road you passed, all the colors I had dyed with the wax of old age, all the petals were carved by my sword of time. Whether you see it or not, I do not care. Just sprinkle the fragments of your heart, you just pick up one