You have to believe that the world must have your lover, whether you are being surrounded by light applause drowned, or when you are walking alone in the cold rain drenched by the streets, both floating snow early in the morning, or be hot roast dusk, he will pass through this world filled with people, his one one pass them, to you. He must be filled with heat, and heavy eyes where love, go to you, to you. He will be unable to hold oneself back to come to your side, if he is young, he will be like a naughty child occupied with their own toys to share with others like hug you. If he is no longer young, that he would like the return of the hunters blazing new trails, you lit the fire, then embrace and confidence you have tired to sleep. He will find you. You have to wait.你要相信世界上一定有你的爱人,无论你此刻正被光芒环绕被掌声淹没,还是当时你正孤独地走在寒冷的街道上被大雨淋湿,无论是飘着小雪的清晨,还是被热浪炙烤的黄昏,他一定会穿越这个世界上汹涌着的人群,他一一的走过他们,走向你。他一定会怀着满腔的热,和目光里沉甸甸的爱,走到你的身边,抓紧你。他会迫不及待地走到你的身边,如果他年轻,那他一定会像顽劣的孩童霸占着自己的玩具不肯与人分享般地拥抱你。如果他已经不再年轻,那他一定会像披荆斩棘归来的猎人,在你身