
Even if you and I hand through what way, how many crazy things has done for you, give you how many moved, but I know that no matter how hard I have for you, separated after you come to think of it as a combination of joy, but haven't talk eye socket is wet, is that I'm not you·
就算我和你牵手走过多少路,为你做过多少疯狂的事,给过你多少感动,可是我明白,不管我以前为你多么努力,分开了以后你想起来的时候还是波澜不惊,而还没说话眼眶就湿润的人,是我,不是你。