我终于有勇气离开，但请你记住，在那之前，我真的傻傻地等着。
I finally have the courage to leave, but please remember, before that, I really silly waiting.
尝过爱情滋味的人，都希望自己从未恋爱过。原来爱情只是一条五彩缤纷的彩虹，美丽却又适合在远方，只能被人看着，短暂，突然就消失了。你找了又找，但它拒绝再出现。
People who have tasted love wish they had never been in love. The original love is just a colorful rainbow, beautiful but suitable in the distance, can only be looked at, short, suddenly disappeared. You looked and looked, but it refused to reappear.
一花一树一浮生一草一乐园一叶一佛一沙一极乐一方一净土一微笑一尘埃一念一静。
One flower, one tree, one floating life, one grass, one paradise, one leaf, one Buddha, one sand, one bliss, one pure land, one smile, one dust, one read, one quiet.
最可悲的是没有错过。却匆匆遇见，得到，又失去。我得不到，我放弃不了，我会毫不犹豫的去得到，然后我的心纠结成一道伤疤。无论何时痛，都会痛。
The saddest part is not missing it. But in a hurry to meet, get, and lost. I can get, I can give up, I will not hesitate to get, and then my heart tangled into a scar. Whenever it hurts, it hurts.
悲伤是一杯苦茶，时间是水，洗去所有的悲伤。
Sorrow is a cup of bitter tea, time is water, wash away all sorrow.
我知道回不去了，但还是怀念和回忆，心疼得无法自拔。
I know can not go back, but still miss and memories, love dearly unable to extricate themselves.
贪婪的世界里，人们总想找到两全其美的东西，却很难找到两全其美的东西。百年人生，就是教人如何选择。
In the greedy world, people always want to find the best of both worlds, but it is hard to find the best of both worlds. One hundred years of life is to teach people how to choose.
记忆中有一道闪烁的光，似乎从浓雾深处逐渐散开，露出一个虚幻的海市蜃楼。我突然睁开模糊的眼睛，一切逐渐变得清晰。
There was a flickering light in the memory that seemed to spread out from the depths of the fog to reveal an illusory mirage. I suddenly opened my blurred eyes and everything became clear.
我害怕看到你的改变并期待它。这种矛盾斗争，令人心痛。难说，那些难过再也说不出口了。不眠不休，疲惫的身体抵挡不住心灵的捉弄。只是，让痛苦蔓延消散。
Im afraid to see you change and look forward to it. Such contradictions and struggles are heartbreaking. Hard to say. I can say it anymore. Sleepless, tired body can not resist the tricks of the mind. Just let the pain spread.
半城烟沙，半城沙，悲伤协奏曲，但你可曾知道，半城烟沙也是半城爱情？
Half city smoke sand, half city sand, sad concerto, but did you know, half city smoke sand is also half city love?
童年就像一棵老树的根枝，一直深深地扎在我的脑海里。
Childhood, like the root branch of an old tree, has been deeply rooted in my mind.
黎明时分，淡蓝色的天空点缀着几颗残星，大地朦胧如银纱。
At dawn, the pale blue sky was dotted with broken stars, and the earth was silvery.
