夜是更加深了，我躺在异乡的旅店想着近近的你。你已经回家。冬至的家里该是温暖弥漫的了，我却躺在异乡冰冷的夜晚暖暖的念你。我的耳根一次次地热起来，那是您想起孤单冰冷的我吗？我的心因你而快速并缺乏收束地狂跳起来。激动的年龄在于我只是一种怀念，我的心早已如清晨那 Night is even deeper, I am lying in a foreign hotel thinking about you. You are back home. The solstice’s home should be filled with warmth, but I was lying in a warm night in a strange land of you. My ears again and again to heat up, it is you think of me alone cold? My heart is brisk because of you, fast and lacking. Excitement is that I am just a miss, my heart already as early morning that