女头像 | 夏夜晚风吟

我把心事折成纸船，顺着月光的轨迹漂向你，风里飘来的云，都像极了你的模样，原来思念不是汹涌的潮，是藏在心底，轻轻一碰就泛起涟漪的温柔。I fold my thoughts into a paper boat, letting it drift along the moonlight's path toward you; the clouds drifting in the wind look just like you. It turns out longing is not a surging tide, but a gentle tenderness hidden deep in my heart, rippling softly at the slightest touch.我把心事折成纸船，顺着月光的轨迹漂向你，风里飘来的云，都像极了你的模样，原来思念不是汹涌的潮，是藏在心底，轻轻一碰就泛起涟漪的温柔。I fold my thoughts into a paper boat, letting it drift along the moonlight's path toward you; the clouds drifting in the wind look just like you. It turns out longing is not a surging tide, but a gentle tenderness hidden deep in my heart, rippling softly at the slightest touch.

我把心事折成纸船，顺着月光的轨迹漂向你，风里飘来的云，都像极了你的模样，原来思念不是汹涌的潮，是藏在心底，轻轻一碰就泛起涟漪的温柔。I fold my thoughts into a paper boat, letting it drift along the moonlight's path toward you; the clouds drifting in the wind look just like you. It turns out longing is not a surging tide, but a gentle tenderness hidden deep in my heart, rippling softly at the slightest touch.我把心事折成纸船，顺着月光的轨迹漂向你，风里飘来的云，都像极了你的模样，原来思念不是汹涌的潮，是藏在心底，轻轻一碰就泛起涟漪的温柔。I fold my thoughts into a paper boat, letting it drift along the moonlight's path toward you; the clouds drifting in the wind look just like you. It turns out longing is not a surging tide, but a gentle tenderness hidden deep in my heart, rippling softly at the slightest touch.