风催着天上柔柔的云彩,远去。梦的色彩为了实现美丽,远去。我再也不会问你记得吗?我要改口问你忘了吗?世界太大,时间太长,回忆太多,记得太少,忘得太快。窗帘遮住了一半的窗,连另一半窗也开始若隐若现。阳光和着风不停地进出,我看得入神,看着它们摇晃闪烁。那些远去的还会再回来 The wind urged the soft clouds of heaven to go. The color of dreams is going away in order to achieve beauty. Will I not ask you to remember again? I want to change my mind and ask you to forget it? The world is too big, time is too long, memories are too much, too little to remember, too fast. The curtains covered half of the windows, and even the other half of the windows began to appear looming. The sun and the wind kept coming in and out, and I looked at God, watching them shake and flicker. Those who are away will come back