我一直记得我第一次遇见你的时候,春天傍晚的天空飘浮着用水彩晕染过的彩云,像一幅美丽的俄罗斯风景画。我喜欢从那条路骑车回家,因为可以在路上看晚霞。我喜欢在安静的氛围中迎着夕阳走下去,在凉爽的春风里,享受那份心情透明的感觉。我想我曾经无数次与你相遇吧,在那个特定的时间,否则不会觉得你的笑容那么熟悉。 I always remember that the first time I met you, the evening sky of spring floated like a beautiful Russian landscape. I like to ride home from that road because I can see the sunset on the road. I like to walk down the setting sun in a quiet atmosphere and enjoy the feeling of transparency in the cool spring breeze. I think I have met you for countless times, at that particular time, otherwise I would not feel so familiar with your smile.