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。