清澈明亮的的夜晚,月光如水,静听石板桥下滴滴答答的水声,闲看月光漫过我布满青苔的身体,看我那冷硬的外表,内心竞有丝丝柔软。我是独一无二的石碑,碑文是我自己拿刀一笔一划刻下,我只是石板桥下的一块石头,我的一生只为刻划自己。无风的夜,碧水明如镜,我睁眼看这脚下的夜,凄冷寂静;或闭上眼抚摸心中的天,那是多么遥远。 Clear and bright night, the moonlight, listen to the sound of water ticking under the stone bridge, leisurely watching the moonlight over my moss covered body, look at my chilly appearance, the inner race has a soft fissure. I am a unique monument, my inscription is a knife with a knife carved, I am just a rock under the stone bridge, my life only to sculpt myself. No wind of the night, clear blue water as a mirror, I opened my eyes to see the feet of the night, cold silence; or close your eyes touch the heart of the sky, it is how far away.