這夜很冷
Cold nights sitting alone at the window, Paoshang difficult to drink a cup of coffee, a small courtyard in front of the fallen leaves, the quietly in a daze. Has never been so quiet at the moment, as if to stay away from the earth, live in seclusion in the mountains, green.
The warmth of his face, showing you just have to. Why not stay for a long time to be added? Always the case in my sleep time, look at the left. I do not know that, and I will never find you wake up gone. I gave you all, do not ask me to return any of you, just the quiet guard, has always refused to cross that barrier Road. Qian Qi hand, why would like to open up? Are you tired? Or tired? Then why should I hope to do? Although it is beautiful fairy tale, but a burst would push the girls to death. Weaving dreams, do not look forward to add.
Greed small margin, less two people Ben Ben's top wind and rain to take a walk, a bit lonely, the water falls head, not even the rationale for the joy sticks. Poisonivy as if waiting for a feeding. Who is this film infected with the sad landscape? Unfortunately, all the better. I do not know what our becoming greater and greater? How to tie the hands of the red line can not be tied. Who cut the strings, so Duanchang impact of the song. Those days are all together fabricated? Or dreams? Can we say that we love has always been a mistake, and should not be met should not be started. As it will be a very good life in this world become a passing stranger. This is not with you will allow me to have a little better life?
Two years, the number of sweet, the number of pain. We are all very clear in mind. Come together the way you and I have a full picture, why not continue to go on like this painting? And a half on the road to stop what can?
The more cold late at night, you do not know whether or not the home, or on the road with smoke dawn. Add a cup of coffee, bitter tears, the more bitter.
冷夜獨坐窗前，泡上一杯難喝的咖啡，對著小院里的落葉，靜靜的發呆。從來都沒有此刻那么安靜，好像遠離了塵世，隱居在山野綠茵里。
臉上的溫暖，顯示著你剛剛來過。為何不留久一點呢？總是這樣，在我熟睡的時候來，看一眼就走。以為我不知道，也從沒發現我會在你走后醒來。給了我你的所有，卻不要求我回報你任何，只是靜靜的守護著，從來都不肯越過那道屏障。牽起的手，為什么想要放開？難道你厭倦了？還是累了？那又為何還要給我希望呢？童話雖是美好，一但破滅，就會把女孩推向死亡。編織的夢，請不要添上期待。
小溏邊，少了兩個笨笨的人頂風雨散步，顯得有些寂寞，睡蓮低垂著頭，沒有了連理枝的喜悅。小魚兒好像還在等待著喂食的人。是誰把這片風景染上了傷感？可惜了這美好的一切。不知道是什么把我們越拉越遠？手中的紅線怎么綁也無法綁上。是誰剪斷了琴弦，彈著如此斷腸的曲。那些在一起的日子都是假的嗎？還是在夢里？難道說，我們相愛本來就是一個錯誤，不應該邂逅，不應該開始。那樣是否就能很好的一輩子在這個世界擦身而過成為陌路人。這樣是不是能讓我與你都過得好一點？
兩年了，有多少的甜蜜，有多少的痛苦。我們都了然于心。一起走過的路上都寫滿了你我的畫面，為什么不繼續畫下去呢？半路上就停下又能作何？
夜深越冷，不知道你是否回到家了，還是在路上伴煙天明。杯中的咖啡添上了苦澀的眼淚，變得更苦。
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