浑浊的

I wish the wind could blow inchmeal from out of the window and arouse my cloudy thought.

我打开窗户，想要窗外的风徐徐吹来，吹醒我浑浊的思绪，无奈夜静风止。

Not untill this time did I realize that such love is not so dolor, for it has no worldly involvement, no long-winded succession, no gingerbready samite, and no muddy water.

，也方才明白：原来样的爱并不悲。有尘世的牵拌，有罗嗦的尾巴，有艳的锦绣，也有浑浊的泥汁。