冬日的阳光温柔明媚,没有云的天空干净而空旷,只有寂寞来来回回穿行的声音。我坐在那个靠窗的位置,塞着耳机听着阿桑的歌,安安静静地看书、想事情。偶尔抬起头,对着阳光傻傻地笑,单纯地无以名状。空虚的时候眯着眼睛看柔和的阳光丝丝缕缕缠绵成线,五线谱般绵延流长; The sunshine in winter is bright and sunny, the sky without clouds is clean and open, and only lonesome sounds coming and going through. I sat in the window by the location, stuffed headphones listening to Asan's song, quietly reading, think about things. Occasionally looked up, innocently smiled at the sun, simply no name. Squint to see when the soft sunshine slightest lingering into a line of streak, Ethereal stretches like a long stream;