春日的午后，放松地依被而坐，点燃小小的一炉香精油，定定地看着那青烟，或一缕直上青天，或浮云掠过眼前，深深地沉湎于那似有似无、须用心去品味的香气中，此时的我，思绪万千，一些过去的人、一些逝去的事，曾经的故事像这烟雾一样慢慢融化、散开，一种云深不知处的感觉会 Spring afternoon, relax and be seated, light a small furnace of essential oils, fixedly watching the smoke, or a ray of straight into the sky, or the clouds passing over, deeply indulge in that may seem like No, to be attentive to the taste of the fragrance, at this time I, my thoughts, some people in the past, some things gone, the story has melted like the smoke slowly, diffuse, a deep cloud do not know where Feeling will be