You like the day while clouds drift back and we can not trace; You like that the water-flow changed sides, asked me difficult to foresee what will happen.
You like that clouds drift in the end of the heaven and I could not trace you;You like the water-flows changed all the time and let me handly to understand.
好难啊。
这个纯粹中国文学 你让“冰心”给你译文吧