The night is quiet, even the moon tightens the light, only gently shines, I feel that modern technology is noisy, radio transmission is too illusory, I want to teach the wind to speak, let it pass my words to your side one by one, let all the spring breeze The streets that have passed have spread the language of "I like. 夜晚倒是安静,连月亮都收紧光亮,只轻轻拂照,就觉得现代科技吵闹,电波传输太虚妄,想教风说话,让它一里一亭地把我的话传到你的边,让所有春风吹过的街道都流传『我喜欢你』的语言。
