姑娘,这个冬天我只想要冬眠,用很长很长的时间去消化那些对你的思念。这些情绪或浓或淡,或沉重或让人觉得轻松,对我而言那更像是一个漫长而拖延的梦,每天在不同的地方醒来,抽烟喝水然后茫然地原地转圈圈。这种感觉算不上浪漫,但足够有趣。我会很认真地思考在即将到来的中午要吃些什么,吃过饭后又要做些什 Girl, this winter I only want to hibernate, with a very long, long time to digest those thoughts of you. These emotions, thick or light, heavy or light, are more of a long and prolonged dream to me, awakening in different places every day, smoking and drinking and then circling in blankness. This feeling is not romantic, but interesting enough. I will seriously think about what to eat in the coming noon and what to do after eating