【原創】淺寫幸福

習慣了在一個靜夜，跟著唐詩宋詞的旋律，伴著懷舊的歌聲，踩著月色的清輝，一步一步，走入更深的夜色。在這個燈火闌珊的城市，逃離城市的霓虹燈色彩，尋一處寧靜的角落，安置好自己的心事，圈圈點點，想起，懷念，淺寫。

I am accustomed to a quiet night, following the melody of tang poetry and song ci, singing with nostalgia, stepping on the moonlight, step by step, into a deeper night. In this city with few lights, escape the neon color of the city, find a quiet corner, settle their own concerns, circle a bit, think, miss, write.

指縫太寬，握不住匆匆而逝的白晝，指縫太窄，擱淺了青澀的年華。今晚，隨意翻看相冊，翻出了一張熟悉的面孔，在看到那張面孔後，情緒久久不能平復，我以為早已摒棄了關於你的所有記憶，怎奈，偏偏擱淺了一張照片。

The fingers are too wide to hold the hasty day, the fingers too narrow, aground the green time. Tonight, flip through photo albums, dig out a familiar face, after to see the face, the mood for a long time not calm, I thought I had abandoned all the memories about you, but, just fetched up a photo.

曾懷著一份溫柔的心事，隔著天涯，望著冷清的月光，我踏碎一地的思念，淺唱幸福的歌，在一張素紙上譜寫一份遇見的秀麗，不吵不鬧，在時光的一角，做那個小小的女子。也曾執筆，寫下淡淡的心愿，陌上煙花，是歸人，你我之幸，是過客，你我之命。之後，煙花過後，在一個人的空城裡，流一滴淚，是悲哀，也是一場祭奠。

Once with a gentle heart, across the world, looking at the cold moonlight, I crushed a missing, shallow sing a happy song, met at a wei Yang paper to compose a beautiful, don"t noisy, in the one horn of the time, do the little woman. I have also written down a faint wish, a stranger fireworks, is to return to people, you and I are lucky, is a passer-by, you and my life. Later, after fireworks, in an empty city, a tear, is sad, is also a memorial.

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