就这么隔着河,默默地与你的目光对饮。凝望你与被你凝望,都是一种幸福,也都是一种痛苦。远眺你湿漉漉的身影泊在浓浓淡淡的忧伤里,我的心为之战栗。无法泅渡的我,只好把心儿凿成一叶小舟,在你的目光引渡下,鼓满思念的帆驶向你,驶向你,驶向你心中温馨的港湾…… So across the river, silently with your eyes on the drink. Staring at you and staring at you, are a kind of happiness, but also a pain. Overlooking your wet figure parked in a thick light of sadness, my heart trembled. I can not cross the river, had to chisel my heart into a leaf boat, in your eyes extradite, filled with thoughts of sailing toward you, heading for you, toward your heart warm harbor ... ...