很久以前有一个动人的传说传说中 有一个淡海淡淡的蓝 淡为的存在我们用心为它筑堤用希望将它填满再用信心扯起云帆鸟儿为它轻扬风儿为它轻扬还有满天温柔的星光灿烂在起伏的海面上而它伴云舒卷 随风飞旋为这世间送上欢颜自己仍是淡淡地悠远忽然有那么一天淡海结成了你我们看到冰中的裂痕一道道 一条条细长且深风用颤抖的手抚着伤痕阳光竭力想将冰融化然而没有用冰在阳光下晶莹剔透像一块伤痕累累的宝石像一颗破碎的蓝色水品心海 怎么会结冰我们不禁嘶声询问用手去融化裂痕血混着泪 滴人伤痕深处淡海 染为浅红很久以后有一个动人的传说传说中 有一个淡海由淡淡的蓝 变为淡淡的红 A long time ago, there was a touching story of a pale blue sea of ​​lightness. We diligently built it for the embankment. We hoped to fill it up and use our confidence to pull the cloud-sailing bird for it. Gentle sky full of stars in the sea of ​​ups and downs and it with the wind Shunshu wind Spin in the world to send a smile on this world is still light and distant Suddenly one day, the sea formed you a crack in the ice we see a road Slender and deep wind with a trembling hand caressing the scorching sun trying hard to melt the ice but not with ice in the sun crystal clear like a bruised gem like a broken blue water We can not help but ask his hand to melt the cracked blood mixed with tears depth of the bruises of the sea stained light red long after there is a moving legend there is a pale sea of ​​pale blue into a faint red