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没有计划的旅行

七月 晴天 风吹过发亮的田野 qi yue, qing tian, feng shui guo fa liang de tian ye
脏的跑鞋跟随没有计划的路线 zang de pao xie gen sui mei you ji hua de lu xian
走过海洋草原 穿过阴晴圆缺 zou guo hai yang cao yuan, chuan guo yin qing yuan que
忘记你 也许只要环绕地球三圈 wang ji ni, huo xu zhi yao huan rao di qiu san quan

忽然 闪电 隐黑全世界的屋檐 hu ran, shan dian, yin hei quan shi jie de wu yan
一万句晴朗的话全都落在雨里面 yi wan ju qing lang de hua quan dou luo zai yu li mian
甜蜜怎么掉链 约定断了琴弦 tian mi zen me diao lian, yue ding duan le qin xian
忘记你 站在没有出口的路中间 wang ji ni, zhan zai mei you chu kou de lu zhong jian

不再想念 就从此没有晚安明天见 bu zai xiang nian, jiu cong ci mei you wan an ming tian jian
不再想念 也从来没有你笑的弧线 bu zai xiang nian, jiu cong lai mei you ni xiao de hu xian
没有一起泡面 没有一起看雪 mei you yi qi pao mian, mei you yi qi kan xue
没有过马路时牵着手小心危险 mei you guo ma lu shi qian zhe shou xiao xin wei xian

不再想念 就从此没有手写的留言 bu zai xiang nian, jiu cong ci mei you shou xie de liu yan
不再想念 也从来没有哭红的双眼 bu zai xiang nian, ye cong lai mei you ku hong de shuang yan
没有过电影院 没有过大海边 mei you guo da ying yuan, mei you guo da hai bian
只有七月晴天风吹过谁的侧脸 zhi you qi yue qing tian feng chui guo shui de ce lian

July, sunny days, the breeze blows through the shining fields,
Dirty running shoes follow the unplanned route.
Across the oceans and plains, throughout the wax and wane,
To get over you is just about circling the earth three times.

Suddenly, lightning, darkens the rooves all over the world,
Thousands of sweet words are soaked in the rain.
How come the sweetness get shattered? How come the promise get broken?
To get over you, is like standing in a dead-end street.

No more thinking of you, so let go of good night and see you tomorrow,
No more thinking of you, so forget about the curve your smile draws.
No having instant noodles together, no enjoying the snow scene together,
And no taking hand to watch out when across the street.

No more thinking of you, so let go of the handwriting message,
No more thinking of you, so forget about the swollen eyes,
No having been to cinema together, no having been to beach together,
The only thing left is the side face the breeze’s blowing over in the July sunny days.