有些话，说与不说，都是伤害，有些人，留与不留，都会离开。
Some words, say and don say, are hurt, some people, stay and not stay, will leave.
每当想起，那段从陌生到熟悉再到陌生的过往，除了酸，就剩下苦。
Whenever I think of that from strange to familiar to strange past, in addition to acid, the rest of the bitter.
相逢和别离注定是一个擦肩而过的两级，就像我们的故事般，我们都没能走上相对的路，所以我们便离得越来越远，远的再也找不到回去时的方向，只剩下一些凌乱的足迹，错落的排列在这条没有归宿的途中。
Meeting and parting is destined to be a passing two levels, just like our story, we have not been able to walk on the relative road, so we will be more and more far away, far can not find the direction back, leaving only some messy footprints, scattered at random in this road without a destination.
童话已经结束，遗忘就是幸福。
Fairy tale has ended, forgetting is happiness.
没有电话，没有问候，没有按时赴约，你太忙我明白。如果有一天我不爱你了，轮到你明白了。
No phone calls, no greetings, no appointments, you e too busy I get it.If one day I do not love you, it is your turn to understand.
有多少爱，终究还是败给了现实。
How much love, after all, still lost to reality.
世界上有很多事情必须做，但你不一定喜欢做，这就是哲人的全部意义。
There are many things in the world that must be done, but you may not enjoy doing them, which is the whole point of being a philosopher.
有些人一辈子也无法心心相印，他们孤独的只剩下肉体和金钱的交换了。所以，请等待那个对你生命有特殊意义的人。
Some people can not be heart to heart all their life, they are lonely only physical and money exchange.So please wait for someone who has special meaning in your life.
你住的城市下雨了，很想问你有没有带伞，可是我忍住了，因为我怕你说没带而我又无能为力，就像是我爱你却无法陪伴。
Its raining in your city, and I want to ask you if you have an umbrella, but I resist, because Im afraid you say no and I can do anything about it, just like I love you but can accompany you.
见过你爱我的样子，所以你不爱我的时候，真的很明显。
Ive seen you love me, so when you don love me, its really obvious.
很多时候，过去是无从想念的。就像是遗失了发黄的照片，遗失了曾经保存很久的东西，遗失了枯萎的记忆。伸出手，却抓不到任何东西。
Most of the time, the past is missing.Like the loss of yellowed photographs, the loss of things that had been preserved for a long time, the loss of withered memories.I reach out, but I can catch anything.
当一个人熬过了最艰难的时候，就不再想去寻找依靠，任何人都是负累。
When a person through the most difficult time, no longer want to look for rely on, anyone is tired.
不属于自己的东西，紧握在手里，只会弄痛我自己。
Holding on to things that don belong to me only hurts me.
每个人都有潜在的能量，只是很容易：被习惯所掩盖，被时间所迷离，被惰性所消磨。
Everyone has his inherent ability (power or capacity?) which is easily concealed by habbits, blurred by time, and eroded by laziness (or inertia?).
