尊敬的先生，霜降那天本想问你是否添衣，又忽然想起以前的圣诞节为你送祝福时期待与失望等消息，左右为难。
Dear sir, I wanted to ask you whether to add clothes on the day of frost, but I suddenly remembered the news of blessing and disappointment at the previous Christmas.
我该如何告诉你我爱你？作为一个什么样的人，我该如何去关心你？
How can I tell you I love you? As what kind of person, how can I care about you?
我要为你写下，我要把我整个灵魂都给你，加上它的怪癖，耍小脾气，忽明忽暗，这样极具情话的情话，但我还是要写下这句话。
I want to write down for you "I want to give you my whole soul, plus its quirks, playing a small temper, flickering, such a love word, but I still want to write this sentence.
还想为你写诗，分享人间烟火，风花雪月，可偏偏，我瞒着风瞒着月，瞒着大家，爱你。
I also want to write poems for you and share the fireworks, flowers and snow moon in the world, but I love you from the wind, from the moon and from everyone.
要怎样告诉你我爱你？
How can I tell you I love you?
是否如诗人所说的“我喜欢你是沉默的”，或者急切地高傲地对你说我爱你？
As the poet said, "I like you to be silent", or eagerly and proudly say to you that I love you?
自幼自卑而自负，独处没有自信，我要你爱我，要你的全部，深夜时的耳语，凌晨六点的吻，少年的稚嫩，先生的成熟。
I want you to love me, want all of you, whisper in the middle of the night, kiss at 6 a.m., youths childishness and gentlemans maturity.
我爱你，但我更爱自己，我爱我爱你。
I love you, but I love myself more, I love you.
