我多想在青春的旷野中 折回一枝玉龙兰插在窗权 让春风来吹拂它 你的容颜正如窗前的玉龙兰 浮现着那柔和的微笑 在瑟髻黯翼一瞥花谬犷曾 等待着我们背影对着背影 踏上了重新抉择的征途 我会清晰地记起 记起我们用稚嫩的双手 撑起一方明净的天空 编织着友谊的摇篮 风是你回忆的 I want to return a Yulong orchid in the wilderness of the field and insert it in the window right to let the spring breeze blow it. Your face is just like the Yulong Lan in front of the window. The soft smile appears in the sage wing. The flower bud has waited for us to back. As I set foot on the journey to re-choice, I will remember clearly that we have used our young hands to hold up a bright and clear sky and weave the cradle of friendship. The wind is your memory.