葡萄熟了的时候,我想起了你。葡萄熟了,熟透了,是紫色的,晶亮晶亮的,甜甜的味道溢了出来。你身上的气息与空气中弥漫的好闻的葡萄味道混合在一起,让我对你充满了美好的想象与期待。你的前身就是美好的葡萄吧,我突然这样想。从此,我开始迷恋紫色的、熟透的葡萄。从此,我开始梦想紫色的、熟透的葡萄。从此,我开始想象紫色的、熟透的葡萄是一个人,那个人就是你吧。你对我的爱,就藏在一粒熟透的紫葡萄里,就是我眼前的那一粒,我触手就可以摘下。我 When the grapes were ripe, I remembered you. The grapes are ripe, ripe, purple, brilliant and sweet, spilling out of sweetness. The breath of your body is mixed with the good smell of grape in the air, so I am full of beautiful imagination and expectation. Your predecessor is a beautiful grape bar, I suddenly think so. Since then, I began obsessed with purple, ripe grapes. Since then, I began to dream of purple, ripe grapes. Since then, I began to imagine the purple, ripe grape is a person, that person is you. Your love for me, hid in a ripe purple grapes, is the one in front of me, I tentacle can be off. I