等一場雪花的不期而遇
昨夜，陣陣寒風敲打著軒窗，我在一杯茶的時光裡靜靜冥想。幻想你是一朵雪花，翩翩的在半空中瀟灑。然後輕輕匍匐在我的窗臺，等我訴說一番唯美的情話。
Last night, the cold wind beat Xuan window, I meditate quietly in a cup of tea. Fantasy you are a snowflake, elegant in midair chic. Then gently creeping on my window sill, waiting for me to tell some beautiful love words.
情深若雪，就這樣一片片疊起一地留白。或許是為了讓我們今生深情寫意，續寫一個冬季裡的故事。多麼幸運依然可以牽著你的手添置這些浪漫的回憶，留下一串串流年中愛的印記。
The feeling is as deep as snow, so a piece of white. Perhaps to let us this life affectionate freehand brushwork, continues to write a winter story. How lucky can still hold your hand to buy these romantic memories, leaving a string of love marks.
我用雪花入墨，落詩千行，一字一句都鐫刻著繾綣的愛意。在每一個深夜裡，當月光照亮我的窗子，定能看見你素雅的身姿，笑靨如花的走來，恰似一片雪花的旖旎。
I use snowflakes into the ink, poetry thousands of lines, word for word engraved with love. In every night, when the moonlight illuminates my window, you will see your elegant posture, smile like flowers, just like a beautiful snowflake.
拾一片歲月的純白，等你來書寫愛的序言，讓此後的每一條皺紋，來見證我們的一往情深。也把所有的馨香過往寫進生命的扉頁，有春花秋月，夏雨冬雪，更有容顏遲暮也無法忘懷相遇時的感覺。
Pick up a piece of pure white years, wait for you to write the preface of love, let every wrinkle after, to witness our love. Also write all the sweet of the past into the title page of life, there are spring flowers and autumn moon, summer rain and winter snow, but also face late twilight can not forget the feeling of meeting.
念起你，清淚汩汩流淌，將所有的思念流成一條相思的河，那河床上的每一顆石子，都是我對你矢志不渝的深情和愛。愛你，我把自己瘦成一個孤獨的影，願意把自己低到塵埃裡，開出你心儀的花。