我们一起去泛舟吧。在有月有风的夜。手中的竹桨划破水面的宁静,远山的歌,在湖心微微响起。水心是月的故乡,月是水的精灵。我摸着微凉的船舷。你抬头望天。月亮擦亮你的眼,你的眼中深藏你前生的故事。风拂净我的心,我的心里埋着我来世的传说。故事。传说。传说。故事。里面写有 Let’s go boating together. On a windy night. The bamboo paddle in the hand pierced the tranquility of the water, and the song of the distant mountain rang slightly in the heart of the lake. The water heart is the hometown of the moon, and the moon is the water spirit. I touch the cool side of the ship. You look up at the sky. The moon polishes your eyes. Your eyes are hidden deep in your eyes. The wind swept my heart, and my heart buried my legend in the afterlife. story. legend. legend. story. Written inside