每一个季节都自成主题,每一场邂逅都暗怀深意。日日在红尘中奔波,时常把酒言欢的背后是各种无奈辛苦,一曲笙歌过耳会漫出悠长的思绪。有的可以宣之于口,有的只能留给深夜的自己,于枕上浮想千般事,联翩万种情怀。枕,是我们夜夜相遇的密友,见证卸妆后那个最真实的你,喜悦或者孤单,无聊或者寂寞。陪你辗转反侧夜不能寐,悄悄擦干你无人见到的泪水,给你最深的拥抱和最温暖的守候,承载你无数梦境沉酣。而菊枕,更有一种诗意浪漫的 Each season has its own theme, every encounter is implicit. Every day in the Red Riding, often behind the wine is a variety of hard work, a song over the ears will be long thoughts. Some can be declared in the mouth, and some can only be reserved for themselves in the middle of the night. Pillow, is our close friend meeting every night, witness the most real you after makeup, joy or loneliness, boring or lonely. Accompanied by you tossing night sleepless nights, quietly wipe you no one to see the tears, give you the deepest embrace and the warmest waiting, carrying countless dreams you sink. The pillow, more poetic and romantic