在秋天剛穿上舞衣的早晨, 我把快樂別在秋的胸前, 好引蟬兒忘憂, 誰對晴空招了手? 讓秋歌乘風而起, 如初生花清艷, 歌是你, 是我, 在第一顆星眨眼前, 請來, 與我同遊. On the morning when autumn just put on her dancing costume, I pinned happiness on autumns chest, so cicadas could remember to forget. Who waved to the clear sky? And let the song of autumn soar with the wind, like a newborn flower, comely and brilliant. You are the song. So am I. Before the blink of the first risen star, come, please, roam with me.
Posted on: Sun, 27 Oct 2013 02:41:51 +0000
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