至少我也能感受你唇间的余温。

That I may at least touch my lips where yours have been.

痛重新来过还记得你教过俺沉默余温早经擦肩而过。

Pain again remember you taught me silent threads by early France.

洁白如玉的米粉留有余温，在雾气缭绕中散发着独特的稻米清香。

As white as jade, the rice noodles preserve some warmth and produce the unique fragrance of rice.

瞬间发生的事，却会想起很多来，一种余温的感动，蔓延着把你浸在里面，环抱。

What happened in an instant, but many will recall, a Yuwen moving, the spread of the Baptist inside you, embracing.