温度在不断下降,南国的冬总是来得太急,水面和心一起被冻结。呼出的气带着惨白,那不是所谓的液化,而是慑人的寒气。在寒风里,是不能流泪的,因为眼泪会凝成冰珠,落在地上,破碎的声音在空旷的郊野清晰可闻,但没有人来安慰你。懂得这份寂寞的,只有那前一秒还在无情地撕扯着你的寒风。其实,寒风又算得了什么呢?那只不过是冬震慑人的手段罢了,真正可怕的,是肃杀中的那份寂寞。这寂寞、这萧瑟已不能让你有悲的能力,因为心仿佛已经死去。 The temperature is declining, the winter in southern China is always too urgent, the water and the heart are frozen together. Exhaled gas with pale, it is not the so-called liquefaction, but terrifying cold. There is no teardrop in the cold wind, for the tears will fall into the sky and fall on the ground. The broken sound is clearly audible in the open country, but no one comforts you. Understand this lonely, only that one second before mercilessly tear your cold. In fact, what is the wind and forget it? It is just a winter deterrent measures, really terrible, is the share of the loneliness. This lonely, this bleak can not let you have sad ability, because the heart seems to have died.