满目回望时,你在苍茫处你的时光遗留下的那条蜿蜒小路上,开遍晚秋的层林尽染,每一层绚丽中,都留在高高山上的那一株树上。我曾默默地走向山冈,抚摸遍每一缕晚霞,让我的双手捧起你当初的温情。与你相约在那个满夏,天空中飘过你的忧郁,如果有雨淅淅沥沥,那是我的窗外,你的忧郁铺满我的空间。青雨绵绵,我的正午被 When you look back, you are in the vast area of ​​your time left behind the winding road, open all over the late autumn storied stained layers, each layer of brilliant, are left in the high mountains that a tree. I silently went to the hills, stroking every ray of sunset, so my hands won your original warmth. Meet you in that summer, the sky drifting through your melancholy, if there is rain pattering, it is my window, your melancholy covered my space. Green rain, my midday was