收集到一种纯美的心声——守候,它隐藏在那些美好的情歌里。到梅凋鹤老的那一天,青春变成再也消耗不起的能量,漂泊更成为一种奢侈品。于是,找一片安静的地方停下,与身边那个历尽艰辛找到的同路人,在密密的皱纹中悉数如烟的往事,在掌心纠缠的曲线中寻找昨天,追忆彼此守候的日子……然后,抬头看看枝头那几片即将飘零的叶子,合上双眼,静享人生。 Collected a pure voice - waiting, it is hidden in those beautiful love songs. To plum cranes old day, youth can no longer afford to consume energy, drift has become a luxury. So, find a quiet place to stop, with the hard-to-find fellow travelers around, in the dense wrinkles of all the past smoke, looking in the palm-entangled curve yesterday, recalling the days waiting for each other ... then, looking up Look at the branches that are about to fall leaves, close your eyes, quiet life enjoyment.