无声的声音歌词（soundless voice歌词）

无声的声音歌词（soundless voice歌词） 无声的声音歌词(soundless voice歌词) An instrument of feather Early winter weather, like a dry, straighten stiff white silk, ninety percent off will be from the break in two. The mouth from time to time contains a fog, scattered in the air, soundless and stirless. As usual, I and Lin came to the tomb of the soil; or as usual, there stood still, each other not to make any noise. For a long time, I heard Lin's footsteps, and I sent her home. "Soil...... He's a hero." Slightly choked words from Lynn guttural, I know that she is his sad mood control for a long time to say it. I put the scarf, scarf to dry through the fog floating in the air: "Ah, so I'll follow the Convention between him and the hero and I'll take good care of you."." A smile. Suddenly, I felt a white spot floating across my eyes. I looked up. The white ice crystals kept falling from the sky. Floating in the air, snowflakes, one elegant fall, blooming that peerless beauty and tenderness. Gradually, white roofs, white houses, white birds fly over my mind without any noise. Standing in the snow pick up a snowflake, see it a little bit of transparent water droplets, reflecting a fierce white, the whole world is like a luxury worship. The two men walked silently together, and the four lines spread over the snow covered road. Suddenly, Lin's body came back to me. I stopped and helped her. Her face was so pale that it could almost blend with snow. I couldn't help worrying. She may have noticed my mind and smiled softly. "It's all right. It may be a bit cold, and it'll be fine when you get home."." But still not assured her to stay at home in such a state alone, so I put her into the home, lit fireplace, see the faint small flames gradually become arrogant flame, cold room also began to heat up, I sigh. I left elim on the bed, covered her with a thick quilt, and went to serve her a cup of cereal. But I always feel that there is an ominous premonition that the cage is lingering in my mind. The premonition, exactly, what is it? Thick yellow wrapped around the sweet warmth. I pushed open the door and smiled at her. "Oh, the cereal is ready. Hurry up and drink it."." But she ignored me, sitting on the bed, looked out of the window, perhaps in looking out of the window of the snow, watching the window frame may become thick snow, perhaps looking at his reflection in the window, perhaps, what did not see, only in the dream. As I approached her, I spoke to her again, but she did not respond to my words. A ray of fear crept into my mind. I touched her in the past, she was surprised, "ah", and then said, "sorry, I did not notice you."." I smiled, shook my head, said I didn't care, and gave her the cooked cereal, but my heart just couldn't smile. An idea keeps circling in my mind, trying to deny it, but nothing that happens before me gives me the slightest amount of denial. Lin stroked the wall with one hand, closed her eyes, and felt the warmth passing through her palm to the whole body. Was going to end up drinking cups, actually fell from her hand, "bang", fell and smashed to pieces. Oatmeal is like a cup of blood flowing from the wound and flowing freely on the floor. She looked at her trembling hands, looked at my surprised expression, smiled, was gentle, but somewhat out of tune: "It's all right. I just think the cup is too hot, so I'm not careful."." Uneasiness has begun to be concrete, and I can no longer deny the most fearful thoughts. I picked up the broom, swept the pieces, mopped the floor with a mop and issued serious questions, but forced myself to show her a comforting smile: "why don't you tell me?"...... You can't hear me anymore?" She also smiled sweetly and made no response. With the broom and the mop, I walked out of her room. As soon as he closed the door and turned around, tears began to burst. On that mission, Lynn was seized by the enemy and the magic, in the operation, even if to leave side effects, and not an exact time of onset. The symptoms is the hand - and no strength for binding a chicken. No sound will be heard. At worst, there may be - Will die. I leaned against the door and cried hard, without any patience, for she could hear nothing. When did it start? She's a medical ninja, and she's definitely better than me. But why don't you tell me? Why do you have to be so painful in disguise? In order not to let me worry, but I think this invisible increase me more pain. Tears ran down the cheeks, and the tears were covered with warmth from tears, and fingers touched, and soon they were cold. I tried to adjust my mood and hide the sadness on my face. When she was about to open the door to her room, she opened the door and walked out. "The sun is out. Please go out with me."." Her smile is so bright, you will be cast into the shade in front of her. Yes, the sun has pierced the clouds, but the snow has also been the next stop? The air was filled with both fresh and thin, so cruel. Lynn was dancing like a child in the snow without a moment of peace. I walk behind her quietly watching her, looking at her with both hands, collecting silent accumulation of snow and light, looked at her smile, past my ears as she bell like laughter. I laughed with her, but at the end of every laugh there was a faint trill, a sob that I had missed from the sadness I was trying to suppress. Galloping, spinning, playing tired, Lin walked over to look at me, has been unable to unite the line of sight. As I gasp, I hear three words falling softly from her mouth: "Thank you."." Lynn fell down. My world has collapsed. I knelt down in front of Lin, and held her up, not to keep her constant, warm body out of the icy snow. The silent streets are surrounded by hazy clouds, and the scattered snow sacrifices the temperature of the palms of the palms and melts in the twinkling of an eye when the open palms touch. Lin, look, your palm is still warm, and the snow will melt at once Lynn, tell me you're in pain! Tell me you're lonely! Why didn't you tell me anything? You are falling with the silent snow to fade away, and I, in addition to this you tight what would do. I have lost the ball, I don't want to lose you! Even the tears dry, dry, could you call back. If the world had "forever", then you would let my time stop and shine. Now, I not only lost forever, also violated the agreement and soil. Just one more time, I want to hear your voice, once again, just fine. Call me! Nothing, without hesitation, reflected the deep black holes in the pupil edge. Gray world, only snow, quietly falling. I know the frailty of man, and I know life is not strong enough. But I still want to spell every day, every night, carefully polish my memories. I know it is not to be able to hold too full, nor too shallow that Sheng, Kongfei good. However, there is what I cannot control, leave as Lynn and soil. Give me a deep enough space enough to keep all of you sealed. Give me a pleasant voice, and let me call in the wind, in the rain, in the snow, "where are you, where are you?"...... Come back, come back soon......" I will always do so until the moment my body is shattered. Xueluowusheng, i. A wisp of breeze, Xu, the gray sky at first slightly sunny, but I heard the snow fall......