时隔多年，我感叹那两个少年，一个惊艳，一个温柔。
After many years, I sighed that the two young people, an amazing,a gentle.
几年后，我敲门，没有人回答。时隔多年，我抬头望着天边，大雁几度掠过。几年后，我翻开这本书，歌剧的章节一个接一个地完成了。
Years later, I knocked on the door. No one answered. After manyyears, I looked up at the horizon, geese several degrees past. Yearslater, I opened the book, and the opera chapters were finished, oneby one.
你说，经过多年的醉梦，拼凑是徒劳的。后来，几度相思之后，我休息了一下。
You say, after years of drunken dreams, piecing together isfutile. Later, after several degrees of lovesickness, I took a rest.
我只希望，岁月过后，回忆能风雨中走过，盛开会开花。只希望多年以后，我会记得你年轻的脸庞，记得你爱我时的笑容；我只希望多年以后，你能有一个好的生活，一个漂亮的妻子，一个孝顺的儿子，一颗宽广的心。
I only hope, years later, memories can wind and rain through,bloom will bloom. I only hope that many years later, I will rememberyour young face, remember your smile when you love me; I only hopethat after many years, you will have a good life, a beautiful wife, adutiful son, and a big heart.
我仍然很好，我也祝你一样。多年后，天涯海角。如果岁月流逝，陌生人将永远无法到达这个世界。愿君安好，愿我也一样。
I"m still fine, and I wish you the same. Years later, the ends ofthe earth. If time passes, strangers will never reach this world. Mayyou be well, and may I be well too.
百年梦想后，谁捧着残灯照亮我千年孤独；走过岁月，走过现在消散的谁化月星,，我已经沉沦了几千年。
After a hundred years of dream, who is holding the residual lampto illuminate my millennium loneliness; Through the years, throughnow dissipated who changed the moon star, I have sunk for thousandsof years.
时隔多年，应该是一段美好的时光。风情万种，又有谁来诉说！
After all these years, it should be a good time. Amorous feelings,and who to tell!
时隔多年，你我再也不会相见。
After many years, you and I will never see each other again.
经年累月，看着所有的亭台楼阁，只是紫红色，只能幻灭一次纯洁；岁月过后，岁月的故事全部汇集，时间重叠，无非是一场梦。
Over the years, looking at all the pavilions, just purple, canonly be disillusioned once pure; Years later, the years of the storyof all the collection, overlapping time, is nothing more than adream.
白瓷是蓝白两色的，很久都忘不了思维中没有邪恶。
White porcelain is blue and white, I can"t forget that there is noevil in thinking for a long time.
好久不见了。乡间的道路很优雅，有草，有花，有微笑。我觉得时间很长。永别了，乡间小路，我亲手把它们交给了记忆。
Long time no see. The country roads are elegant, with grass,flowers and smiles. I think it"s a long time. Farewell, countryroads, I hand them to memory.
