I think when I become calm after you woundings, 'Do I embrace a cloud of common fog after all? ' You are a chameleon, and now you are at your worst colour.

你伤了我的心，等我平静下来，我就想：‘难道我拥抱的只是一阵雾？’你是条变色龙，现在，你的颜色变得最难看了。