我想，每个人的灵魂深处都是孤独寂寞的，所以我们才会试图在人群中寻找温暖。最终的最终，我们还会只剩下自己，无论哭或笑，悲伤或快乐，一场又一场的游戏。更多的是疲惫，无辜了心疼。我们一边笑，一边流泪，一边把幸福藏起来，于是我们得到了彼此的呼吸和寂寞。每条路都是有尽头的，可还是要走下去，走下去。因为我知道，结局永远都是圆满的。一张床，一床暖暖的被。蜷缩。安静的听自己的心跳和呼吸。
I think, everybody's soul is lonely, so we will try to find warmth in the crowd. Eventually, we will only themselves, whether to cry or laugh, sad or happy, a game and a game. More tired, innocent love. We laughed, in tears, while the well-being hide, so we got each other's breathing and loneliness. Every road has its end, but to go, to go. Because I know, the outcome is always satisfactory. A bed, a bed warm by. Curl up. Quiet listening to his heartbeat and breathing.
