大概人在為情所困的時(shí)候都會(huì)長(zhǎng)出詩人的基因绝页，沒有邏輯母怜，只有情緒。
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She's the sunshine in winter
她是冬日的暖陽
She's the breeze in summer
她是夏日的微風(fēng)
She's the fragrance of spring flowers
她是春天的芬芳
She's the smell of autumn harvests
她是秋天的稻香
She lights the candle when you are in the dark
她是你在黑暗中行走的燭光
She gives you a hand when you're falling apart
也是你脆弱時(shí)的肩膀
She's the heavenly voice from the sky
她是云端的天籟之音
She's the wind's whispers to your mind
是風(fēng)吹過時(shí)的輕聲私語
She cannot be found
她不會(huì)被找到
She can only be felt
除非你用了心
What is her name
她的名字
I do not know
無人知曉
Maybe Faith
是信仰
Maybe Fantasy
是幻境
Or maybe anonymous
或者只是匿名
For you to define
等你來確定
注：本文為作者原創(chuàng)
