一天下來，每天早上散步，晚上跑步。
Small, warm, just into my mood. Vaguely looking out of the dust, looking into their own smoke and rain, towards the lost past
Hu Shuang:
I, back in town,
One day down, every morning walk, night run.
淡淡一天，看著朝夕相處的夕陽，看著橋頭的老樹，總覺得沒什麼比得，總覺得這裡沒有更好的了。
一步一步地尋覓，循著聲音，落在這裡我的腳跟，拔不起。過去的青澀和衝動，
而我，更多的是遲暮
One day down,every morning walk,night run.
Light day, looking at the sunset, looking at the old tree at the bridge head, always feel nothing compared, always feel that there is no better here.
Step by step search, follow the voice, fall here my heel, can not pull up. Past acrid and impulsive,
And I, more late
嚴肅的，一團糟，甚至不認識自己也不行
沒多久了，我只是不同而已
太老了，雖然垂暮之年不能再
Serious A mess Not even knowing yourself
Not long, I
It's just different
Too old,
Even in the twilight years
所有的悲塵，都蘊含著一種憂傷，風起，雨落，執子之手，走過蒼茫的江南，小鎮，有著太多的往事，太多的舊事，躺在異鄉的床上，雨打芭蕉，落著大珠，小珠，風塵中的旅館，承載著過往的匆匆，承受著疲憊和淚水。
All the sad dust contains a kind of sadness, the wind rises, the rain falls, the holding son's hand, walks through the boundless Jiangnan, the small town, has too many past events, too many old things, lies on the exotic bed, the rain hits the banana, falls the big bead, the small bead, The hotel in the dust carries the past rush, bears fatigue and tears.
岸邊的小巷並不深，閭閻不大，但卻成了執念，家還安好吧，我就在這裡。
在窗邊的木椅上，我想起了大魚走過的那個夢，想起了時光悠悠，在這裡，這個拐角處，遇見了小旅館。
The alleyway on the shore is not deep, Yan Yan is not big, but it has become an obsession, home is OK, I am here.
In the wooden chair by the window, I remembered the dream that the big fish had passed, the time was long, here, this corner, met the small hotel.
細小、溫暖，正好裝入我的心情。隱隱約約望出塵埃，望著自己走進煙雨，走向失落的過往
Small, warm, just loaded into my mood. Vaguely looking out of the dust, looking at their own into the smoke and rain, toward the lost past
值得抄在筆記本上的溫柔句子｜等待落日沉沒，等待晚風吹起
聽了很溫柔有安全感的句子｜懷著對美好憧憬與嚮往
三觀超正的溫柔乾淨句子｜人生如飲水，冷暖自知
值得摘抄下來的神仙溫柔句子｜我只能向前衝，不能回頭
近期複製的驚豔世人的溫柔句子｜青年時代，是叢林，是荒野