八十一子 wrote:
过半了。接着来。 :-)
52，在每一朵花上我都闻到你的香味
Remembering your scent, wherever I saw a flower,
I smelled it and tears began to pour.
Wherever I saw a cypress in the meadow,
I kissed its feet in memory of you.
在每一朵花上我都闻到你的香味，
我深深嗅着，止不住满脸的泪。
草原上一棵棵丝柏树，每棵都有你的身影，
我匍匐在树脚，沉浸在对你的思念。