不是每个人都有机会看到在昏暗的灯光下等待的人突然回头。所以，我只能在回忆里找到她的千百度。
Not everyone gets the chance to see someone waiting in the dimlight suddenly turn around. So, I can only find her thousands ofbaidu in the memory.
走着走着就散了，回忆就淡了；当你看着它的时候，你很累，星星很暗；听完，我醒了，开始抱怨；回头一看，发现你已经不在了，顿时迷茫了。
Walk walk on the loose, memories are light; When you look at it,you are tired, the stars are dark; After listening, I woke up andbegan to complain; Look back, found that you have not, suddenlyconfused.
感情总是这样。哪怕只是相遇相知的一瞬，也值得用一生去铭记和追逐，用一生去守护和等待。
Emotions are always like that. Even if only to meet each other fora moment, but also worth a lifetime to remember and chase, with alifetime to guard and wait.
记忆中的人不能去看。当他们去看的时候，回忆就会烟消云散。
People who remember can"t see it. When they go to see it, thememories disappear.
当青春成为一张老照片，当老照片正在成为回忆，当我们最终站在一个岔路口，孤独、失望、无助和残酷，上帝打开了那扇窗，那扇窗叫做成长之门。
When youth is an old picture, when the old picture is becoming amemory, when we finally stand at a fork in the road, lonely,disappointed, helpless and cruel, God opens that window, that windowis called the door of growth.
记忆是一种奇妙的东西。它生活在过去，存在于现在，但它可以影响未来。
Memory is a wonderful thing. It lives in the past, it exists inthe present, but it can affect the future.
大提琴的声音像一条河。左岸是我无法忘记的记忆，右岸是我值得紧紧抓住的光明时光。心里流淌的是我每年淡淡的忧伤。
The cello sounds like a river. The left bank is the memory I can"tforget, the right bank is the light time I deserve to hold on to.Heart flowing is my yearly light sadness.
过去是假的，记忆是不归路。所有过去的春天都无法挽回。即使是最热烈、最忠贞的爱情也只是转瞬即逝的现实，只有孤独才能天长地久。
The past is false, memory is no return. All the past spring cannot be recalled. Even the most passionate and faithful love is only afleeting reality. Only loneliness can last forever.
当日子成了老照片，老照片成了回忆，我们就成了背靠背行走的路人，固执地朝着不同的方向一步一步走开，没有雅典、罗马也没有回头路。
When the days became old photos, old photos became memories, webecame back to back passers-by, stubbornly in different directionsstep by step away, there is no Athens, Rome, there is no way back.
所有的爱，所有的恨，所有大雨中潮湿的回忆，所有的樟树，所有的眼泪和拥抱，所有难忘的炎热岁月，所有繁华而散漫的生活，都扑在夏至前的盛夏里隆重的死亡。
All the love, all the hate, all the wet memories in the rain, allthe camphor trees, all the tears and hugs, all the unforgettable hotyears, all the prosperous and unhurried life, all the grand death inthe midsummer before the summer solstice.
如果你会喝酒，过去可能是宿醉。当你醒来时，天空仍然晴朗，风仍然清晰。然而，你终究不能在时间的两边享受一个渡航。我知道你的想法。
If you drink, you probably had a hangover. When you wake up, thesky is still clear and the wind is still clear. After all, however,you can"t enjoy a cruise on either side of time. I know what you"rethinking.
左岸是我无法忘记的记忆，右岸是我值得坚持的光明时光，中间，有一抹淡淡的岁月忧伤。
The left bank is I can not forget the memory, the right bank is Ideserve to adhere to the bright time, in the middle, there is a touchof years sadness.
