I’ve heard that longing, like the wind, can reach anywhere.
I hope the wind rises, yet you seem to wish it would cease.
Alas, longing makes no sound; fortunately, longing makes no sound.
Look, the wind is blowing again.
听闻思念如风,可以抵达任何地方。
我盼风起,你却盼风止。
奈何思念无声,幸好思念无声。
你看,又起风了。
太阳刚落山,山腰间的灯带就顺着步道亮成了星河,风裹着白天残留的草木香吹过来,连白天爬山的累都被晚风揉散了。
As soon as the sun set, the light strips on the mountainside lit up along the trail, turning into a galaxy. The wind carried the residual fragrance of plants and trees
风裹着湿凉的云气扑在脸上,站在裕州之巅往下看,才懂什么叫“一半人间一半天”。
The wind, wrapped in damp and cool clouds, fluttered against my face. Standing at the top of Yuzhou and looking down, I finally understood what "half of the world, half of the sky" meant.
清透的泉水漫过脚踝,鹅卵石缝里藏着细碎的小水花,风裹着水汽吹过来,连头发丝都在喊舒服。
The clear spring water overflowed my ankles, and there were tiny splashes of water hidden in the crevices of the pebbles. The wind wrapped in water vapor blew over,