你可是瘦的诗人擦在秋夜(?)或是仙子不小心散落人间的珠串?不、不、不,你就是你,你只是(?)冰清的外表,骨子里却透着肮脏的水!没有那些肮脏的尘土,你怎么(?)?想必你也知道自己的龌龊,要不怎么总是踏着夜色而来,迎着朝阳而去(?)道,你害怕光明。 草萤有耀终非火,荷露成团岂(?) But you thin but poet rub in the autumn night (?) Or the fairy accidentally scattered human beads? No, no, no, you are you, you just (?) The appearance of ice, but the bones are dirty Water! Without those dirty dust, how do you (?)? You must know your own shyness, or not always come marching from the sunward (?) Road, you are afraid of the light. Grass firefly glory end non-fire, lotion into a group Qi (?)