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.