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夏天走入回憶裡,我們躺在秋天溫柔的氣息裡入睡,這是一個適合重新開始的季節。
盡情的去做夢吧!一切存在的事物都是被想象出來的,
就讓我們再次全心投入其中,去擁有所有你美麗的想法。
Summer drifts into memory,
and we lie cradled in the soft fragrance of autumn.
This is the season of renewal, where the soul dares once more to dream.
For the world itself is nothing but imagined, and in that boundless vision, we return with open hearts, to claim every dream as our own.
這世界充滿神奇的事物,
當你意識到那些看不到的東西,依然能被感受到,
周遭的一切變得美麗了。
那些在你腦海中無法平靜的話語,在冬天安靜了下來,下一步總會到來的,不用著急,因為我們明白了為什麼需要等待。
This world is filled with invisible wonders. When you begin to sense what cannot be seen, everything around you becomes beautiful.
The words that once trembled in your mind
have grown silent in the hush of winter. The next step will come there is no need to rush.
For now I understand
why waiting is necessary.
從什麼時候開始我們不再在乎生命的本質?傳遞愛與溫暖。
當所有的事物都不再如你預期,我們依然擁抱著他們原本的樣子。
這就是我們,在溫柔和脆弱中蘊含著勇敢。散發著光芒和清澈的靈魂,在給予中感受到力量。
Since when did we stop caring about the essence of life. Go and spread love and warmth.
When nothing turns out the way you expected, we still choose to embrace everything just as it is.
This is who we are carrying courage within our tenderness and fragility.
Shining with a luminous, clear soul, finding strength in the act of giving.
愛的故事繼續延續著,把所有的時間都聚集在這裡,我們就像雪花,以不同的方式美麗著,在這個季節裡閃爍。
在2025的最後和我說說,關於妳是誰的故事,還有那些所有成為妳愛的事物。
我們從未對彼此說過,但我知道即使我們不同卻也相似。
一切有意義的事情都需要時間,等待妳的是一種自由。
我們依舊感受著呼吸,靜靜的翻開下一個篇章。
The story of love continues to unfold, gathering all of time into this single moment. We are like snowflakes each beautiful in our own way, shimmering differently within this season.
At the close of 2025, tell me the story of who you are, and of all the things that have come to be what you love. We have never spoken it aloud, yet I know though we are different, we are also alike.
All that carries meaning asks for time. What awaits you is a form of freedom. We are still breathing, quietly turning the page to the chapter that comes next.