花開了，再次感謝你，只有荷葉還在堅持，帶著迷戀回憶著花的模樣。

Flowers bloom， thank you again， only lotus leaves persist， remembering the appearance of flowers with infatuation。

有時候，我們錯過的不是時間，而是感覺。

Sometimes， what we miss is not time， but feeling。

時間會慢慢沉澱記憶。有些人會在你心裡慢慢模糊。學會放下自己的快樂，需要自己的充實。

Time will slowly precipitate memory。 Some people will fade away in your heart。 Learning to let go of one‘s happiness requires one’s own enrichment。

我曾經認為悲傷會流很多眼淚。真正的悲哀是你不能流淚。

I used to think sadness would shed a lot of tears。 The real sorrow is that you can‘t cry。

我寧願讓別人覺得我幸福，沒心沒肺，也不願讓自己看起來很慘。

I would rather let others think I am happy and heartless than make myself look miserable。

與其說別人讓你受苦，不如說你修養不夠。

It’s not so much that others make you suffer， but rather that you are not cultivated enough。

我對媽媽說生日快樂，她高興了一個星期。

I said happy birthday to my mother， and she was happy for a week。

現在，陪伴我最多的是手機。

Now， the mobile phone is the one that accompanies me most。

你說“謝謝”，我說“不客氣”。我們是如此奇怪，我們需要如此禮貌。

You say “thank you” and I say “you‘re welcome”。 We are so strange， we need to be so polite。

多少風雨過去了，多少歡笑淚水過去了，多少是非過去了，多少酸甜苦辣嚐遍了。你沉默，你以沉默為藉口拒絕；我傻笑，我把傻笑當成放棄的理由。不要說一些你聽不懂的話；有些事不要去想，想起來還是會難過。回想過去並不難過，知道如何回頭並不絕望。請帶走我所有的記憶。

How many storms have passed， how many laughter and tears have passed， how many right and wrong have passed， and how many joys and sorrows have been tasted。 You are silent， and you refuse under the pretext of silence； I smirked， and I took smirking as a reason to give up。 Don’t say something you don‘t understand； Don’t think about some things， it will still be sad to think of them。 Recalling the past is not sad， and knowing how to turn back is not despair。 Please take away all my memories。

誰是生命中的過客，誰是生命的奔跑者，是前世的塵埃，今生的風，是無盡憂愁的靈魂。

Who is the passer-by in life， who is the runner of life， the dust of past life， the wind of this life， and the soul of endless sorrow。

總有一天你會盛裝打扮，成為別人的新郎。當時我對你閉口不談我過去的瘋狂。

One day you will dress up and become someone else‘s groom。 I was silent about my past madness。