青春,只给了我们初见的机会,这一切不会再来,不会再走,不会再见。也许,我会跋涉更远的地方。也许,我会成为更好的自己。也许,我会走进不同的世界。也许,我很快遇见那一片好时光。天边,最后一片雪花飘落,冬天收起行囊,忧伤远去。绵延的坚冰清脆的破裂之声,惊醒了梦的边缘的土地。光滑的鱼儿从深水中浮起,像飞鸟飞向远空。当这些自然的音符一起和鸣时,A型血双鱼座的我,便站在这里。 Youth, only gave us the first chance, all this will not come back, will not go, will not see. Maybe, I will trek further. Maybe I will be better myself. Maybe I will go to a different world. Maybe, I soon met that good time. Sky, the last piece of snow falling, winter pack away, sad away. The sound of crisp, cracked crackles, awakened to the edge of the land of dreams. Smooth fish float from the deep water, flying like birds to the far sky. When these natural notes come together, I, the A-type Pisces, stands here.