我每天 ,嘟连填妙炼着 攀肇在郑野上 守着阳光的灰烬 做一个 很长很长的梦 建二硬夔固的房子 没有窗也没有门 没有风也没有雨 像一片飘在玫瑰园里的 枯叶 让我在那里 消耗我的所有 或许是无奈 又或许是甘心的选择 虽然那田野上的夕阳诱人 可我只能 等到梦醒的那天 再让我 轻轻 Every day, I fill up with my wonderful tricks. Climbing the ash on Zhengye and holding the sun’s ash. Make a long and long dream. Build a hard-built house No windows or doors No wind and no rain Like a piece floating in the rose garden The dead leaves in the room let me consume all of my choices that may be frustrating and perhaps reconciled. Although the sunset on the fields is tempting, I can only wait until the day I wake up and let me gently