我把感情蜷缩在深深的冬的巷陌。 寒冷的夜里，枯树咬着咯咯的牙齿，窗帘在零度下颤栗，渴望——大声朗诵的炉火。飞翔的片片雪花，正精心装饰我出嫁的红轿，明天有一条冰的小路迎接我蓝色的婚纱，伴娘来自遥远的北极。 决定避开，这段情感。 于是陷入一曲绿色的狂想。 而，心 I curled up in love in the deep winter lane. On a cold night, the dead tree bites giggle teeth, the curtains shiver at a sub-zero, longing - the fire of aloud. Flying piece of snowflakes, I was carefully decorated Hongjiao married, tomorrow there is an ice path to meet my blue wedding dress, the bridesmaid from the far north. Decided to avoid this emotional. So into a green fantasy. And, heart