你退远了,像潮水一样退去,退到夜的深处,无声无息。你依旧是海,瘦的海。除了楼阑安在,月光如昨,什么都是新的,虚无而真切,抵触而陌生。微笑,是你留给我的最后的表情。潮水去了,你的微笑如沙。因果是所有过程的借口,繁华是对于苍凉的慈悲。我们小心翼翼,最终又欲说还休。那时,我们不懂,慈悲在先,因果在后。曾有的欢欣与忧伤都是真的,像镌字的碑,清晰却无从临摹。途经的路上,埋着那些风景与青春,供我们回忆,却不必回忆。现在的我,像你一样,无所恋恋。 You retreated, retreated like a tide, retreated to the depths of the night, silent. You are still sea, skinny sea. In addition to the House Lan in, the moonlight as yesterday, what is new, nothingness and real, conflict and unfamiliar. Smile, is the last expression you left to me. The tide is gone, your smile is like sand. Causal is an excuse for all processes, prosperous is for the desolation of compassion. We are cautious, and finally want to say also rest. At that time, we did not understand, compassion first, cause and effect later. There have been delight and sadness are true, like the monument of the word, clear but without copy. The way, buried those scenery and youth, for our memories, but do not have memories. Now I, like you, love nothing.