我走得很慢，但是我从来不会后退。
I am a slow walker, but I never walk backwards.

逝去的那些美好仿佛是那些飘零的樱花，美丽、易碎，又那样让人流连忘返。阳光像是检阅了我们的忧伤，把所有沉睡的过往都慢慢叫醒，我们的时光好像是沙漏的沙子。
Lost the good is like the falling cherry blossoms, beautiful, delicate, and as people indulge in pleasures without stop. The sun is like reviewing our sorrow, all sleeping in the past have slowly wake up, our time is like an hourglass sand

所有的歌声都在一瞬间重新唱了起来，所有的事情都在一刹那重新想了起来，那些曾经爱过我们的人，其实都不曾离开。是谁开始重新地回忆，是谁开始重新地歌唱，那些曾经感动过我们的事，在某一个瞬间又会重来。
All of the songs are in a flash back to sing up, everything in a moment to think up, those who once loved us, in fact, never left. Who is starting to look, who began to sing, who have touched us, in one moment and will come again.


生命太短暂,用来记仇太浪费了
Life is too short to hold a grudge, too wasteful

痛苦是黑暗中的摸索，前进的路途中满是坎坷；痛苦是无人理解的悲哀，无助的面对一切挫折；痛苦是心灵最深的折磨，无泪且无法直言；痛苦是天生没有的表情，是烦恼中的恶魔。
Pain in the dark is explored, the way is full of ups and downs; pain is no understanding of the sad, helpless in the face of setbacks; pain is the mind most deep suffering, no tears and unable to speak; pain is born without a face, is the troubles in the demon.


愚蠢是一种天生的无奈，是一种后天的懒惰，是一颗自己种下的恶果，是一条好果实中的蛀虫。
It is a natural choice, is an acquired lazy, is an own medicine, is a good fruit moth.


自私是一面镜子，镜子里永远只看得到自己；自私是一块布匹，蒙住了自己的眼睛，看不见别人的痛楚；自私是一层玻璃，看上去透明，却始终隔开了彼此的距离。
Selfishness is a mirror, the mirror will only see yourself; selfishness is a piece of cloth, and cover their eyes, see others pain; selfishness is a layer of glass, transparent, but always look, separated from each other by a distance.


火柴如果躲避燃烧的痛苦，它的一生都将黯淡无光。
Matches if the escape the burning pain, its life will be intense darkness without light.


没有秋日落叶的飘零，何来新春绿芽的饿明丽？只有懂得失去，才会重新拥有。
No autumn leaves fall, where is spring green shoots hungry bright? Only know how to lose, will have again.


人生旅程并不是一帆风顺的，逆境、失意会经常伴随着我们，但人性的光辉往往在不如意中才显示出来，希望是激励我们前进的巨大的无形的动力。
The journey of life and not everything is going smoothly. The adversity, frustrated, often with us, but the glory of human nature are often unhappy is displayed, the hope is to inspire our huge invisible power.


当浮华给予我们过多欺骗，现实中的虚假几乎让我们忘却了真的存在，是真情唤回了迷离的心，是真情带给了我们最纯、最真的感觉，它流露的是美的誓言，渗透的是永恒执著的真爱。
When vanity give us too much deceit, false in reality almost allow us to forget the true, true recall blurred heart, true to our most pure, the most real feelings, it reveals the beautiful oath, permeability is the eternal dedication of love.


最美的诗是心中的静,最美的歌是心中的乐,最美的思念是泪水的苦涩.
The most beautiful poetry is the heart of the static, the most beautiful song is the heart of music, the most beautiful miss is the bitter tears.


记住该记住的，忘记该忘记的。改变能改变的，接受不能改变的。
Remember what should be remembered, and forget what should be forgotten. The change can change, acceptance can not be changed.


生活的无奈，有时并不源于自我，别人无心的筑就，那是一种阴差阳错。生活本就是矛盾的，白天与黑夜间的距离，春夏秋冬之间的轮回，于是有了挑剔的喜爱，让无奈加上了喜悦的等待。
The helplessness of life, sometimes does not originate from the self, others a form, it is a kind of a strange combination of circumstances. The life is contradictory, the distance between the day and night, spring summer autumn winter between samsara, then a critical favorite, so helpless and happy waiting.


有些冷，有些凉，心中有些无奈，我一个人走在黑夜中，有些颤抖，身体瑟缩着，新也在抖动着，我看不清前方的路，何去何从，感觉迷茫，胸口有些闷，我环视了一下周围，无人的街头显得冷清，感到整个世界都要将我放弃。脚步彷徨之间，泪早已滴下
Some cold, some cool, the hearts of some frustration, I walk alone in the dark night, shaky, body, shrink, are shaking, I can not see the road ahead, decide on what path to follow, feeling confused, some stuffy chest, I looked around, the deserted street appear cold and cheerless, feel the whole world I want to give up. Wandering between steps, tears drop down