你最初是歌唱,整个冬天都无比茁壮,我把这个秘密珍藏了很久,最大的一场雪都没把它淹灭。我不是出生北风里,只是名字与冬天有关,一个孤单的孩子,在诗中流浪,在雪中燃烧。我不是冬天脸上的疤痕,是花朵,芳香四溢;是火焰,灿烂如梅。我没有乌鸦的翅膀,包括歌唱,包 You were the first to sing and thrive throughout the winter. I kept this secret for a long time. The biggest snow did not drown it. I was not born in the north wind, but the name is related to the winter, a lonely child, wandering in poetry, burning in the snow. I am not a winter scar on the face, flowers, fragrant; is a flame, brilliant as plum. I do not have crow’s wings, including singing, bag