我在时光里莅住,期待,在每一个风轻云淡的日子里,可以写出锦瑟生香的暖字;依着阳光安暖,悄然长成一朵潋滟的花;等春天的情话落在时光的蒹葭,你眼中那寂静的妥帖,便是我在花间筑下的梦。——题记很久,没有在春日的阳光下,听歌,写字。然后,靠在窗前背过阳光安静的想念那些虚无缥缈的日子。仿佛,阳光依着褶旧的光影在每一天的时光里流动,然后又不断地变化着天气。于是,我眼里的光阴便多了与阳光有关的温 I am here in the time to live, looking forward to, in every light and clear days, you can write the warmth of Kam Sang fragrance; quietly under the sun, quietly grow into a stagnant flower; and so on in the spring Love words fall in the shackles of time, your eyes that quiet and appropriate, is the dream I built in the flowers. - Inscription for a long time, not in the spring sunshine, songs, writing. Then, by the window in front of the sun quietly miss the days of nothingness. As if the sun shone through the old folds in every day’s time, and then constantly changing the weather. Thus, the time in my eyes will be more and the sun-related temperature