The cold wind blowing the pure snow, still hovering for you.
冰冷的风吹着纯净的雪，依然为你翱翔。
Figure desolate, lonely homesick at the .
身影落寞，寂寞想家。
The cold winter wi
寒冷的冬天
Still with a fluttering heart,
仍然有一颗颤动的心，
Travel all over the world.
周游世界。
A desolate figure,
荒凉的身影，
There is only white flowers in front of the eyes.
眼前只有白色的花朵。
Fall in succession,
相继倒下，
I slowly walk in,
我慢慢地走进来，
Lonely looking,
孤独的寻找，
It‘s like everything.
就像一切。
It can return to the original starting point.
它可以回到原来的起点。