Five hundred years of reincarnation
Two hearts that understand snow
Encountering a blanket of snow
A tunnel through time< /p>
Two pairs of footsteps chasing snowflakes
will adjust to coexistence
Parallel lines running in the same direction,
And two pairs The distance between parallel lines happens to be the size that you and I can touch our fingertips by raising our hands.
Neither far nor near
Reading snow requires two pious hearts
Feel the hard work of snowflakes traveling thousands of miles
Listen to her efforts regardless of her own safety
Touch her tears of selfless sacrifice,
Licking her gentleness that flows into the night.
Neither cold nor hot
It takes two holy hearts to listen to the snow,
In the whisper of the snowflakes,
< p> The dry fields are as soft as cream,The withered distant mountains are still covered with silver
The stiff trees are glowing with fresh green,
The winter wheat stretches its waist in Laughing happily
Neither sad nor happy,
Listening to the snow requires two calm hearts,
Seeing the snow coming and going in a hurry, laughing in a hurry
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Fairy tales made of pink makeup and jade
Suddenly disappeared,
Past and present lives in a blink of an eye
Melted itself and nourished everything!
Five hundred years of reincarnation,
Two hearts that understand snow
Encountering an overwhelming snow,
We walked along As soon as you reach out your hand
you can reach parallel lines running in the same direction!
On the journey of reading snow
Let us sublimate into two pieces of pure white snow.