In the snow

Thank God, draw such a picture,

On this lonely road, two of us were painted;

Xue’er is as colorful as a dream,

A frozen river was added in the middle.

My arms are gray, and I am sentimental,

But there is a pale spring light floating on your face —

I thought to myself, if there is sound in the picture

I must burst out in my heart: “Dear girl!”

You deeply understand what I mean,

You don’t have a word

— Ren is far and near, merciless,

In the wind and snow fluttering blankly.

In the end I couldn’t bear this silence anymore,

Torn the picture with the only voice in my heart.

Xue’er is still dreamy,

I can no longer tell you and me in the mist.


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