1.很多人都把幸福寄托在未来，当幸福与我们离开时，我们才猛然发现，原来幸福就是曾经那个愿意用真心来爱你，愿意把你放在他心里的人。只是我们没有把那个给自己幸福的人放在心里。能给你幸福的人，也许真的不是自己最爱的人；自己最爱的人，也许他真的给不了你幸福。
1. Many people place their happiness in the future, and when happiness leaves us, we suddenly realize that true happiness was the person who was willing to love you wholeheartedly and keep you in their heart. We just didn’t cherish the one who brought happiness to ourselves. The one who can give you happiness may not be the person you love the most; the one you love the most may not be able to give you happiness.

2.再见，等于再也不见。所有的美好与悲伤早已定格在彼此的生活轨道上。两两相望，最后只是两两相忘。不再相见。不再相恋。不再相连。再见，真的是再也不见。若，不能深爱，请狠狠忘记吧。谁的年华在谁的故事老去，像一幅幅不能言说的画面。淡忘了谁的容颜，苍老了谁的心。
2. Goodbye means never seeing each other again. All the beauty and sadness have been fixed on our separate life paths. Gazing at each other, we eventually forget each other. No more meeting, no more falling in love, no more connection. Goodbye, really means never seeing each other again. If we cannot love deeply, please forget fiercely. Whose youth fades in whose story, like a series of unspeakable pictures. Forgetting whose appearance, aging whose heart.

3.心是应该有一个自然的脱落过程。渐渐的，不重要的会更不重要以至于是背向告别，重要的会更重要并且彼此相遇。所以，不要强行去卸除，也不要徒劳的去期待。感受它的讯息，就这样的不疑不躁地去追寻爱的脚步。
3. The heart should have a natural process of shedding. Gradually, the unimportant will become even less important, eventually facing farewell, while the important will become more important and meet each other. Therefore, do not forcibly remove it, nor futilely expect it. Feel its message and follow the footsteps of love without doubt or agitation.

4.一年奔波，尘缘遇了谁；一句珍重，天涯别了谁；一点灵犀，凭栏忆了谁；一种相思，闲愁予了谁；一江明月，豪情酬了谁；一场冬雪，烟波忘了谁；一壶浊酒，相逢醉了谁；一世浮生，轻狂撩了谁；一封短信，才情念了谁；一番思量，谁是谁的谁。
4. After a year of hustle and bustle, who have we met in our worldly encounters? A word of cherish, who have we bid farewell to at the ends of the earth? A hint of spiritual connection, who have we remembered while leaning on the railing? A kind of longing, who has been given our idle sorrows? The bright moon over the river, who has been rewarded with our heroic passion? A winter snow, whose misty waves have forgotten whom? A pot of turbid wine, who have we gotten drunk with in this life? A message, whose talent have we missed? After much thought, who belongs to whom.

5.恋树湿花飞不起，染霜冰心难为香。如梦浮生，我再也撑不起自信的小船儿，湿润的心被浸泡在苦涩里，我再也感受不到季节的香暖。情到深处人孤独，今后，我唯有黯然地在帘儿底下，听人笑语，我的心成了一座寂寞的空城。
5. The wet flowers on the tree cannot fly, and the frostbitten heart is hard to be fragrant. In this dream-like life, I can no longer hold up the small boat of confidence. My moist heart is soaked in bitterness, and I can no longer feel the warmth of the seasons. When love is deep, people are lonely. From now on, I can only sit gloomily under the curtain, listening to others’ laughter, as my heart becomes a lonely, empty city.

6.相约在一个不会醉的月夜，心事如石，不经意间，便醉了心梦，迷了眼帘，凝眸天涯，寂寥心岸，问归路。感思念的浅痛，仿佛，又可以停留在不会改变的石路上，然后，我走左边，你走右边。可笑我筑起的壁垒，瞬间坍塌，没有看见停留，心墙终归落魄，凌乱成不复的空白。
6. We agreed to meet on a moonlit night when we wouldn’t get drunk. The weight of our thoughts turned into stone, and before we knew it, our hearts and dreams were intoxicated, our eyes were confused, and we gazed into the distance. On the lonely shore of our hearts, we ask for the way back. Feeling the shallow pain of longing, it seems that we can stay on the unchanging stone path, and then, I walk on the left, you walk on the right. How ridiculous my walls were, collapsing in an instant, without seeing any pause, the walls of my heart eventually fell into disrepair, becoming an irreparable blank.

7.独自站于十字街角，祈盼那记忆中的回眸嫣然微笑，那悠悠踱步的妙曼倩影，能再一次在不经意间映入眼帘。然而剩下的只有满眼的灯红酒绿，满世的繁闹喧嚣，无奈感叹繁华依在，尘缘未了却已逝笑颜。
7. Standing alone at the crossroads, I long for the smiling glance and graceful figure from my memories to appear again, unintentionally catching my eye. However, all that remains is the dazzling lights and noise of the world, and I sigh at the lingering prosperity, the unsolved dust, and the vanished smiling faces.

8.再深的伤口总会愈合，无论它会留下多么丑陋的疤；再疼的伤痛终会过去，无论它曾经多么痛彻心扉；再大的劫难也一定可以度过，只要我们有勇气坚持走下去。感情是一份没有答案的问卷，苦苦的追寻并不能让生活变得更圆满。也许留下一点遗憾，怀着一份留恋，带着一丝伤感，会让这份答卷更隽永，也更远。
8. No matter how deep the wound, it will eventually heal, no matter how ugly the scar it leaves; no matter how painful the hurt will eventually pass, no matter how heart-wrenching it once was; no matter how great the disaster, it can be overcome as long as we have the courage to keep going. Love is a questionnaire without an answer, and relentless pursuit cannot make life more fulfilling. Perhaps leaving some regrets, cherishing a lingering attachment, and carrying a hint of sadness will make this questionnaire more enduring and distant.

9.行囊，若是装得太满会很沉很重，一个人曾经是以为，爱情那就是人生的全部；然而有一天我却是发现，那只是我浪费了最多光阴的一部分。曾经以为，爱上了，就不会寂寞；然而有一天我发现，寂寞还是爱上了我。
9. The rucksack, if packed too full, will be heavy and burdensome. A person once thought that love was the entirety of life; however, one day I realized that it was only a part of my life where I had wasted the most time. I once believed that once in love, there would be no loneliness; yet, one day I found that loneliness had fallen in love with me.

10.人生，由盼、累和淡组合而成。年轻时：盼。盼长大，盼成熟，盼实现所有的宏愿，盼拥有更多更好。中年时：累。想要的得不到，得到的非已愿，看他人得到得容易，轮到自己却收获寥稀，经常身心俱疲。年老时：淡。再好的东西，终要失去；经历的沧桑，只能帮自己修炼一颗淡泊而无恙的心。
10. Life is composed of hope, exhaustion, and indifference. In youth: hope. We hope to grow up, become mature, achieve all our ambitions, and possess more and better things. In middle age: exhaustion. What we want is out of reach, what we have is not what we desired, others seem to gain easily, but when it comes to ourselves, the harvest is meager, and we often feel physically and mentally drained. In old age: indifference. No matter how good something is, it will eventually be lost; the vicissitudes we have experienced can only help us cultivate a detached and untroubled heart.

11.每个人心里，都是在心里住着这么一个人，遥远的爱着。这辈子也许都无法在一起，也许都没有说过几句话，也是没有一起吃饭看电影，可是就是这个遥远的人支撑了青春里最重要，最灿烂的那些日子和最痛苦的时光。
11. In everyone’s heart, there is a person living at a distance, loved from afar. Perhaps we will never be together in this life, perhaps we have never spoken a few words, nor have we ever eaten or watched a movie together, but it is this distant person who has supported the most important and brightest days of our youth, as well as the most painful times.

12.每一个人的心里都会有一段刻骨的爱情，有一个拿不掉的人，有一个无法取代的位置，那个地方不是什么多了不起的，但会是最美的，最深的记忆。也许我们相爱的时间不长，但是也一定是发生了很多很多的故事。
12. In everyone’s heart, there is an unforgettable love, a person who cannot be replaced, and a position that cannot be substituted. That place is not necessarily extraordinary, but it will be the most beautiful and deepest memory. Perhaps the time we spent in love was not long, but there must have been many, many stories.

13.分手后，多记念那个人对你的好。跟一个人相爱，哪怕只有短短几天，也值得回味，或许后来的发展并不如自己所愿，也别记恨对方。想想我们的一生，爱过的人或被爱的次数，屈指可数。相爱过，也美好。
13. After a breakup, remember more of the good things that person did for you. Loving someone, even for just a few days, is worth reminiscing about. Perhaps the later developments did not go as we wished, but do not hold a grudge against them. Think about our lives, the number of people we have loved or been loved by, can be counted on our fingers. Having loved is also beautiful.

14.偶然看到一句话，让我明白了真相：当他不在了，一半的记忆也就散失，而要是我也不在了，整个记忆都得终止。是的，在悲痛的存在和不存在之间，我只能选择悲痛的存在。日历上的记号一天天地在增加，记忆成了思念的代名词。即使时间让你在我的记忆里褪色，你仍会在我的心里停留很久，很久……
14. By chance, I saw a sentence that made me understand the truth: when he is gone, half of the memories will be lost; and if I am gone too, the entire memory will come to an end. Yes, between the existence and non-existence of grief, I can only choose the existence of grief. The marks on the calendar increase day by day, and memories become the synonym for missing. Even if time causes you to fade in my memory, you will still linger in my heart for a long, long time…

15.光圈好黯淡，原来你真的离开了，我看不到你，因为你在黑夜里，在我的梦里面。多希望梦不要醒，多希望天不要亮，多希望幸福还可以期盼。可是静静的时间里，是我的眼泪，但是记忆里是两个人，不是独角戏。
15. The light is so dim, you really have left, I can’t see you because you are in the night, in my dreams. How I wish the dream would not wake up, how I wish the day would not dawn, how I wish happiness could still be expected. But in the quiet moments, there are my tears, and in my memories, there are two people, not a one-man show.

16.无所谓的孤单，无所谓的想象，你走得太缓慢，渐渐离开我的视线，我也淡忘了这是我编好的剧本，编好的情节。真的好想跟你一起去天涯海角，去我想两个人去的地方。跟你去古老的教堂，跟你去摩天轮上看星星，跟你去内蒙古草原看天空，跟你去天府之国吃东西，然而情节再好，也只是一个人的剧本，一个人的木偶剧。以后的路，我只能一个人去走了。
16. Indifference to loneliness, indifference to imagination, you leave too slowly, gradually disappearing from my sight, and I have forgotten that this is the script I wrote, the plot I created. I really want to go to the ends of the earth with you, to the places I want to go with someone. To go to the ancient church with you, to the Ferris wheel to watch the stars with you, to the Inner Mongolia grasslands to see the sky with you, to the land of abundance to taste the food with you. However, no matter how good the plot is, it is just a one-person script, a one-person puppet show. The road ahead, I can only walk alone.

17.又一夜，孤独与漠然的缠绵。依然飘荡着长长的思念，凄凉得冰如霜雪是雾？是烟？是泪？还是雨？终于扛不住了，终于说出口了，自己累了，心累了，不敢想以后，不想看过往，一切都在意料之中却又无法自拔的慢慢毁灭。
17. Another night, the lingering of loneliness and indifference. The long-lasting thoughts still drift, desolate as frost and snow, fog, smoke, tears, or rain? Finally, I couldn’t bear it anymore, and I said it out loud, that I was tired, my heart was tired, I dared not think about the future, nor look back at the past, everything was slowly destroyed, just as expected, yet I couldn’t extricate myself.

18.当一个人仰望天的时候他不是傻，他只是落寂而已。对幸福开始渐渐的有所感悟，看看身边的人，有幸福的笑容，也有落寞的情绪。一句喜欢你，满足了多少人，敷衍了多少人。但是人的心是会累的。原来，心累到一定的程度，连生气和计较的力气都没有了。
18. When a person looks up at the sky, he is not stupid; he is just feeling lonely. Gradually realizing happiness, looking at the people around, there are happy smiles, and also lonely emotions. A phrase “I like you” has satisfied many people, and also perfunctored many. But a person’s heart can get tired. It turns out that when the heart is tired to a certain extent, there is no strength left to be angry or to care.

19.闲暇之余，放一杯香茗，播放一首婉转如绵的钢琴曲，以秋风为笔墨，以回忆为信纸，让自己心如素简，书写青青陌上桑的花田。琉璃阑珊，如同泡沫，那是我遗落的忧伤，那是我写下的故事，那是我笔下的念想。可知，笔下的故事有太多遗憾，有太多荒凉，有太多错过，让我无法写下结局。
19. In my spare time, I pour a cup of fragrant tea, play a gentle and melodious piano piece, use the autumn wind as ink, and memories as the letter paper, letting my heart be as simple as plain paper, writing about the green fields of mulberry. The glass-like beauty, like a bubble, is my lost sorrow, the story I wrote, and the thoughts from my pen. Alas, there are too many regrets, desolations, and missed opportunities in the stories written by my pen, making it impossible for me to write an ending.

20.原来，很多事在不经意之间发生了改变，是你变了，还是我变了，还是情感变了？我们明明这么远，那么近，却始终打不开陌生后面的薄沙，是忘记，还是始终不能原谅。彼此的重逢，是上天的眷顾，还是牵扯不完的情恨纠葛，你的身影渐行渐远，泪湿了我的眼眸，也许，是我错了。
20. Originally, many things changed unnoticed, did you change, did I change, or did our emotions change? We are so far away, yet so close, but we can never break through the thin veil of strangeness. Is it forgotten, or is it that we can never forgive? Our reunion is either a blessing from heaven or an endless entanglement of love and hate. Your figure gradually fades away, and my eyes are filled with tears. Perhaps, it is my fault.

21.一直在虚度着光阴，苍白的日子一天天重复。看电影，聊天，睡觉，连小说都丢在了角落。好久，没有用手机发短信或者打电话给朋友，他们的脸在我的遗忘中逐渐地模糊……记不清有多久没有领略一个完整的早晨，抑或一个完整的黄昏。大多数的清晨，我尚沉睡在死寂的梦里，而大多数的黄昏，我泡在由网络编织成的死水中。
21. I have been idling away my time, and the pale days repeat themselves. Watching movies, chatting, sleeping, even the novels are left in the corner. It has been a long time since I last sent a text message or made a phone call to my friends, their faces gradually blurring in my memory… I can’t remember how long it has been since I experienced a complete morning or a complete dusk. Most mornings, I am still asleep in the dead silence of dreams, and most evenings, I am immersed in the stagnant water woven by the internet.

22.童年时代，天真的我，还是那么的莽莽撞撞，一点儿也不懂，就像一只无忧无虑的小鸟。现在，长大了，不像曾经，这时，我才恍然大悟，但是，时间已经流逝，像针尖上的一滴水珠流进大海，我的青春留在时间里，一晃什么也没有。我不禁泪潸潸了。
22. In my childhood, naive me was still so reckless, not understanding a thing, just like a carefree little bird. Now, I have grown up and am no longer the same as before. At this moment, I suddenly realized, but time has already passed, like a drop of water from a needle tip flowing into the ocean. My youth remains in time, and in a blink of an eye, there is nothing left. I can’t help but shed tears.

23.今生，你是我难以忘却的缘。也许，此生，我只会为一人哀伤无眠。夏雨绵绵何时休，雨中我为你流尽一生的泪。天空的远方，是否还有你来时的容颜？人生，能有几次相聚？几回别离？人生能够忍受几多悲伤，吞咽几多苦涩？独依窗前，读取梦影中的忧伤。这样的夜晚，我是否应该把自己灌醉？
23. In this life, you are the bond I can never forget. Perhaps, in this life, I will only mourn for one person sleeplessly. When will the continuous summer rain ever stop? In the rain, I have shed all the tears of my life for you. Is there still your appearance when you came from the distant sky? In life, how many times can we gather? How many times can we part? How much sorrow can life bear, and how much bitterness can it swallow? Leaning against the window, reading the sadness in the dream shadows. On such a night, should I get drunk?

24.在我年纪更轻，见识更浅的时候，在每一段感情里，我都把“犯傻”当成一种高贵的品质。很多年之后，我回首往事的时候，惊讶地发现，再也没有什么比“犯傻”更需要勇气的事情了。而有些品质，只属于少年。
24. When I was younger and less experienced, in every relationship, I regarded “being foolish” as a noble quality. Many years later, when I look back on the past, I am surprised to find that there is nothing that requires more courage than “being foolish.” And some qualities belong only to youth.

25.在我今日的悲伤里，最为苦涩的是我昨日欢乐的回忆。记忆是一种相聚的方式，忘却是一种自由的方式。天上有多少星光，世间有多少女孩，但天上只有一个月亮，世间只有一个你。
25. In my sadness today, the most bitter is the memory of yesterday’s joy. Memory is a way of gathering, forgetting is a way of freedom. There are as many stars in the sky as there are girls in the world, but there is only one moon in the sky and only one you in the world.

26.有时候，我在乎的不是你所说的，而是那些你没有说的。每次想到你，我就发现自己是微笑着的。下辈子我要做你的一颗牙，至少，我难受，你也会疼。爱那么短，遗忘那么长。
26. Sometimes, what I care about is not what you say, but what you don’t say. Every time I think of you, I find myself smiling. In my next life, I want to be one of your teeth, at least, if I feel bad, you will hurt too. Love is so short, and forgetting is so long.

27.你就象弥漫在我心底的梦，现在的你已经太遥不可及，只能留在我的记忆，弥漫着雾的梦境里，你渐渐的消失在下着梨花雨的江南雨巷中，自从有了你的轻踏，我的心湖犹如投入一颗石子，泛起层层涟漪。
27. You are like a dream that fills my heart, and now you are already too far away, only staying in my memory, in the misty dreamland, you gradually disappear in the Jiangnan alley with pear blossom rain. Since I had your footsteps, my heart lake is like a stone thrown in, rippling layer by layer.

28.没有枯涩的泪水，也没有遗憾，离去的人根本不知道那即将是一场告别。带着微笑远离，是最幸福的一种离别。所有的不舍，留给等待的那个人。一天将尽，离别之后，明日我们还会相见吗？明日，也许是天涯之遥。
28. No bitter tears, no regrets, those who leave don’t know that it will be a farewell. Leaving with a smile is the happiest kind of parting. All the reluctance is left to the one who waits. The day is about to end, after parting, will we meet again tomorrow? Tomorrow, maybe it’s as far away as the ends of the earth.

29.清晰记得，那时的痴狂，心心念之的人。可缘不用驻，情不长流，只剩忧愁空望红尘的亡灵。心就像被遗弃的孤儿，流浪在冰冷的世界，狼狈的蜷缩在无人的角落，让无助倾注每寸肌肤，刺透每根神经。泪水晶莹的滑落，空气弥漫着旋律里的伤，心不停颤抖，抖伤了昔日的记忆，碎落满地。手指轻捻记忆碎痕，努力拼凑不完整的画面，最终连仅剩的希望也被无情的夺走。
29. I clearly remember the infatuation at that time, the person I was thinking about. But fate doesn’t need to stay, emotions don’t flow long, leaving only the sorrowful spirit of the world. My heart is like an abandoned orphan, wandering in the cold world, huddled in a deserted corner, letting helplessness pour into every inch of skin, piercing every nerve. Tears slide down like crystals, the air is filled with the sadness in the melody, my heart keeps trembling, shaking the memories of the past, and shattering them all over the ground. Fingers gently pinch the fragments of memory, trying to piece together the incomplete picture, and in the end, even the last hope is mercilessly taken away.

30.脚步静静走过记忆的痕迹，曾深陷的足迹，被落叶填补，痛诉着红尘里的伤。脚步停息，躯腰拾起枯黄的叶，一滴泪催动了最后的气息，附耳倾听那无奈的忧伤。不觉惊醒了沉睡的梦魇，在时光中舞落了一尘。
30. Walking quietly through the traces of memory, the footprints once deeply trapped are filled with fallen leaves, complaining about the pain in the world. The footsteps stop, the waist bends to pick up the withered leaves, a tear triggers the last breath, and listens to the helpless sadness. Unconsciously, it awakens the sleeping nightmare, dancing and falling in time.

31.一直在感伤中，微笑着带着一丝的沧桑。是平淡？或是向往？或是一个周而复始的圆，而我却在中间挣扎徘徊，却怎么也走不到尽头。又一夜，孤独与漠然的缠绵。依然飘荡着长长的思念，凄凉得冰如霜雪是雾？是烟？是泪？还是雨？我真的累了，心累了……
31. Always in sadness, smiling with a touch of vicissitudes. Is it plain? Or yearning? Or a cycle that repeats itself, and I struggle and linger in the middle, but I can’t reach the end. Another night, the lingering of loneliness and indifference. The long-lasting missing is still drifting, desolate as if it were ice, frost, fog, tears, or rain? I’m really tired, my heart is tired…

32.终于扛不住了，终于说出口了，自己累了，心累了，不敢想以后，不想看过往，一切都在意料之中却又无法自拔的慢慢毁灭！原来，当时的我真的太年轻，太天真了。我并非是个经得起百般折腾的人，我的韧性是有限度的。我也会疲惫。
32. Finally, I couldn’t bear it anymore, and finally said it out loud, I’m tired, my heart is tired, I dare not think about the future, don’t want to look at the past, everything is in the预料之中 yet unable to extricate myself from the slow destruction! It turns out that I was really too young and naive at that time. I’m not someone who can stand all kinds of hardships, my resilience has its limits. I will also get tired.

33.没有一点儿疯狂，生活就不值得过。有些遇见，不是为了有更好的结果，只是为了在最美的时光遇见最美的你。有些人，不是为了得到而相识，只是为了能在同一片天空同时呼吸而满足。每个人心中都有一座城，住着一个不再可能的人，那些人路过了青春一阵子，却会在记忆里搁浅一辈子。
33. Without a little madness, life is not worth living. Some encounters are not for better results, but to meet the most beautiful you in the most beautiful time. Some people are not known for the sake of getting, but just to breathe under the same sky at the same time and be satisfied. Everyone has a city in their heart, living a person who is no longer possible, those people passed through youth for a while, but will be stranded in memory for a lifetime.

34.曾经划下我人生中的一根伤痕，之所以有伤痕，因为你未曾温柔地怜悯过。曾经给我一线的光明而瞬间带来全部的黑暗，之所以灰暗，因为你未曾想过为我照亮。别锁闭你心菲的窗口，留下一线空隙，给阳光一个入侵的理由；让它牵着你的手在春天里走走。
34. Once, you left a scar in my life because you never gently showed mercy. You once gave me a glimmer of light, only to bring complete darkness in an instant. The darkness was due to your unwillingness to light up my path. Don’t lock the window of your heart, leave a gap for the sunlight to invade; let it take your hand and walk with you in the spring.

35.天气冷的很快，腐烂在心底的秘密，随着旧的一年安静的埋进心底。我总说不愿意去怀念旧的东西，但安静下来的时候，还是会去翻翻旧时候写的日记簿。我们之所以心累，就是常常徘徊在坚持和放弃之间，举棋不定；我们之所以会烦恼，就是记性太好，该记的，不该记的，都会留在记忆里。
35. The weather turns cold quickly, and the secrets rotting in my heart are quietly buried with the old year. I always say I don’t like to reminisce about the past, but when I’m quiet, I still flip through my old diary. The reason we feel tired is that we often hover between persistence and giving up, unable to make a decision; the reason we have worries is that our memory is too good, retaining both what should be remembered and what should be forgotten.

36.忘了从什么时候，一些曾经联系的人，即使Q亮着头像也不跟你说话；忘了从什么时候，我们开始不去话聊只通过状态更新了解对方；忘了从什么时候即使看到想念的人上线，却不愿说话；忘了从什么时候，半夜睡不着依然摆弄手机去填补那份空虚。当我们习惯隐身当我们习惯沉默，原来是为了躲避失望。
36. I forgot when some people I once contacted, even if their profiles were online, would no longer talk to me; I forgot when we started to learn about each other through status updates instead of chatting; I forgot when I would see someone I missed online but didn’t want to talk; I forgot when I couldn’t sleep at night and still played with my phone to fill the emptiness. When we get used to being invisible and silent, it turns out we’re trying to avoid disappointment.

37.一念间，季节已在岁月里改变，夏转秋，秋儿忽奔末，夏的故事随风翻过几页，带着馨香的余温，在那一片浅黄的落叶里，让这炙热的世界慢慢走远。秋风刚来，转眼又是八月末。我知道，秋风不会为季节停留，就像岁月不会为谁去回头，有些过去现在的种种都已变的熹微，残留在记忆的褶皱里泛出淡淡的闲愁。
37. In a moment of thought, the seasons have changed in the years. Summer turns to autumn, and autumn suddenly rushes to the end. The summer stories have been flipped through a few pages with the fragrance of warmth, in those light yellow fallen leaves, allowing the hot world to slowly move away. The autumn wind has just arrived, and in the blink of an eye, it’s the end of August. I know, the autumn wind won’t stay for the season, just as time won’t turn back for anyone. Some past and present things have become faint, lingering in the folds of memory, emitting a faint melancholy.

38.浮华一生，淡忘一季。空有回忆，打乱缠绵。笑容不见，落寞万千。弦，思华年。那些年华，恍然如梦，亦如，流水，一去不返。不泣离别，不诉终殇。春如旧，人空瘦，泪痕红浥鲛绡透。
38. A lifetime of vanity, forgetting a season. Empty memories, disrupting entanglement. The smile is gone, leaving countless loneliness. The string, thinking of the years. Those years, like a dream, like flowing water, gone forever. No tears for parting, no complaints of the end. Spring remains the same, but people become thin, with tear stains on the red gauze.

39.一句顺其自然里面包含了我多少绝望和不甘心。如果你懂，这世上最累的事情，莫过于眼睁睁看着自己的心碎了，还得自己动手把它粘起来……聊天记录是最不能翻的东西，翻开，你便知道两个人是怎么样从无话不说到无话可说。
39. The phrase “let it be” contains so much despair and unwillingness from me. If you understand, the most tiring thing in the world is watching your heart break, and still having to put it back together yourself… Chat records are the most untouchable things; once opened, you’ll see how two people went from talking endlessly to having nothing to say.

40.一场华丽的邂逅。一段静默的收场。两生花开。花开两生。相遇在错误的季节里。生长在不同的世界中。你往东。我往西。从此，擦肩过客。只是一场偶然邂逅，竟是凄清的美。故事散场了。终要回到原本的世界。若人生只如初见，是否仍会选择这样的遇见。若人生只如初见，那么似水流年会不会繁华一些……
40. A gorgeous encounter, a silent ending. Two lives bloom, flowers in both lives. Meeting in the wrong season, growing in different worlds. You go east, I go west. From then on, we are just passing strangers. It was just a chance encounter, but it was a desolate beauty. The story has ended, and we must return to our original worlds. If life were only like when we first met, would we still choose such an encounter? If life were only like when we first met, would the fleeting years be more splendid?

41.彷徨爱河，情一字易借难还，缭绕心海，孤枕难眠。唯有香烟做伴，希望缭绕的烟雾可以带走我深深的思念。非常喜欢一句话：把你的名字写在烟上，吸进肺里，让你保持离我心脏最近的距离，再也不用担心你会和我断了联系，一辈子也要在一起。
41. Wandering in the river of love, the word “emotion” is easy to borrow but hard to return, lingering in the heart, and a lonely pillow is hard to sleep on. Only cigarettes accompany me, hoping that the swirling smoke can take away my deep longing. I really like a saying: Write your name on a cigarette, inhale it into my lungs, let you stay the closest distance to my heart, never worrying about losing contact with me, and being together for a lifetime.

42.抬起头望着天看着海心里好疲惫，无力的心不知何去何从。时间的命运将会把我安排到哪里？迷茫的生活何时是尽头。当一个人穿越了拥挤的人潮中，心依然是那么的空荡。在某一个无人的角落，我的泪水无休止的落下。心灵的恐惧让我无法面对这一切的改变。
42. Looking up at the sky and the sea, I feel so tired and helpless. Where will the fate of time take me? When will the confusion of life come to an end? As one passes through the crowded masses, the heart remains empty. In some deserted corner, my tears fall endlessly. The fear in my soul prevents me from facing all these changes.

43.流逝的日子像一片片凋零的枯叶与花瓣，渐去渐远的是青春的纯情与浪漫。不记得曾有多少雨飘在胸前风响在耳畔，只知道沧桑早已漫进了我的心爬上了我的脸。当一个人与追求同行，便坎坷是伴。天使的翅膀碎了，落到人间，成了我们的忧伤；诚信的被囊抛了，散到世上，成了撒旦的魔杖。
43. The passing days are like withering leaves and petals, drifting further and further away, taking with them the innocence and romance of youth. I can’t remember how many rains have fallen on my chest and winds have echoed in my ears, only knowing that vicissitudes have long since filled my heart and climbed onto my face. When one walks with pursuit, hardships become companions. The angel’s wings are broken, falling to the earth, turning into our sorrow; the bag of integrity is discarded, scattered around the world, becoming Satan’s wand.

44.站在门边看车外片片风景渐远、渐淡、消失，无奈地扯出一个笑容，把苦涩吞回腹中，却不知该葬于何处。我好似去看到了一片海，入秋微凉，而我一个人徘徊在海边，看潮起潮落，放逐我未明的爱。
44. Standing by the door, watching the scenery outside the car gradually fade, grow faint, and disappear, I helplessly force a smile, swallowing the bitterness back into my stomach, but I don’t know where to bury it. It seems that I have seen a sea, slightly cool in early autumn, and I wander alone by the seaside, watching the tides rise and fall, banishing my unclear love.

45.如果思念是一种病，那么我想我病得不轻。昨晚，再次从梦中醒来，撕心裂肺的疼痛，让我喘不过气来。看着已经湿透的枕头，我明白，自己一定在梦中哭得跟个泼妇似的。我抓住自己的头发，想让自己清醒一点，再清醒一点，可是，心里好痛，好痛。
45. If missing is a disease, then I must be seriously ill. Last night, I woke up from a dream again, with heart-wrenching pain that left me gasping for breath. Looking at the pillow soaked with tears, I realized that I must have cried like a shrew in my dream. I grab my hair, trying to wake myself up, to be more awake, but my heart aches so much, so much.

46.年少的悸动终究经不住时光的打磨，原

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