This is our whisper;
Touch the cold stone statue,
Our body temperature stays here;
Looking at the rolling peaks,
Our dreams are buried there.
Wearing a white coat,
We stick to our promise.
-That's under the red flag;
Gathered in the same dormitory,
We share happiness.
Maybe it's just a funny joke.
The familiar sound of reading faded away,
The scenery in front of us becomes nostalgic,
Who knocks on the door of the season easily,
Let the June wind blow over your face,
Disturbing the calm heart wave?
Words tremble between the lips.
What does it mean to leave,
Give up or be independent,
Maybe a few tears.
Fold some clothes gently and leave quietly.
Don't say goodbye as a poet,
With a smile,
We are just children who have left home temporarily.
Never leave,
The distance between us has never changed,
Even across Qian Shan,
Looking up at the sky,
I am the cloud that walks with the shadow.
Never leave,
As always, our friendship,
Even if the time is so staggered,
Close your eyes,
I am the wind of lovesickness.
Deliberately keep it for a few days,
We can never face the reality,
But we agreed,
When the June wind hides the world,
We drifted alone,
But never leave.