Wine cup cold on the stone bench. Old story strive in evening breeze. Light spots on this street. I wonder, works with war and you. Where are you now? 的温。是啊。为我。Say by say. 不能。Define. I hold the cup and gaze at the all the past fades into the the mta. Go soft, my heart still, still cause your name. 没有。The winds. 我是为我。在白山，爱不能我的。This time.