凉风习习,撩起我胸前的碎发,我伫立在天台上,凝视着远方一点点消失的残阳,那条流淌着的似乎从未干涸的小河泛着金光,刺痛着我的眼睛。傍晚,我独自品尝着这份形单影只的孤独与寂寞。慢慢地,我哼起了歌,突然觉得,此时此刻,我就是自己最好的伴侣,一个人的路一个人走,也会觉得温暖。 Breezy, lifted my broken hair chest, I stood on the rooftop, gazing into the distant place a little bit of the disappearing sun, the flowing river seems never dried pan glittering sting my eyes. In the evening, I alone tasted the loneliness and loneliness of this single form. Slowly, I hum a song, I suddenly felt that at this moment, I was my best partner, a person’s way alone, will feel warm.