依然是寂寞的冬，依然是阴沉的午后与苍茫的深暮，而母亲，儿时，儿时的湖山，儿时的湖山里的野火呢？

It was still a lonely winter, a gloomy afternoon, and a late evening. But where were mother, my childhood days, and the wild fire in the hill and the lake?

youdao

我希望这场流星雨，在你的视线中，告诉我你仍然爱着卧冬假如明天注定寂寞，我知道，此时此地，这一生我已无怨尤。

I hope the meteor rain. The look in your eyes. Tell me you still love me. And if tomorrow brings a lonely day. I know haven "t live in vain here and now."

youdao

我希望这场流星雨，在你的视线中，告诉我你仍然爱着卧冬假如明天注定寂寞，我知道，此时此地，这一生我已无怨尤。

I hope the meteor rain. The look in your eyes. Tell me you still love me. And if tomorrow brings a lonely day. I know haven "t live in vain here and now."

youdao