命运待我,这等优渥。以至于岁月是否宽宏,已不足为念。Fatetome,suchalucrative.Thattime,whethertheenlargedhasbeeninsufficienttoread.
幸福不意味着凡事都完美,那只是因为你已经不再只看到缺憾了。Happinessdoesnotmeanthatallthingsareperfect,that'sonlybecauseyounolongerseeonlydrawback.
非要经历一些无常,才能甘愿珍惜当下。Havetoexperiencesomeuncertaintytowillingtocherishthepresent.
习惯这个东西很可拍,特别是你不得不面对改变的时候。Usedtothethingsarecanbetaken,especiallywhenyouhavetofacethechange.
人生是一场负重的奔跑,需要不停地在每一个岔路口做出选择。Lifeisaloadofrunning,itisnecessarytoconstantlyineachchooseaforkintheroad.
不要将生活幻想的那么圆,要知道四季不可能只有春天Don'ttakelifefantasysoround,fourseasonsmaynotonlyinthespring,youknow.

有些时候稍纵即逝便是永恒,也许在不经意的转角,会遇见春暖花开。Sometimesfleetingiseternal,perhapsincasualcorner,willmeetspringflowers.
每个人,都有一个世界,安静而孤独的住着一些心事。Everyone,thereisaworld,quietandlonelytherelivedsomeworry.
那只是一段浅浅的过往,却不知觉地凝成了悲伤。It'sjustashallow,itiscondensedintosorrow.
时光,就这样在我们回首追寻中,兜兜转转间,一去不返。Time,soinpursueingwelookback,forawalk,neverlookback.
当遗忘变成另一种开始,淡了回忆,痛最真实…Whenforgottenintoanotherbeginning,lightmemory,therealpain...
很多东西就像是指缝间的阳光,温暖,美好,却永远无法抓住。Alotofthingslikefingerssunshine,warm,beautiful,butnevercaught.
有一天,你的微笑,或许就能成为照耀在别人心灵里的一缕阳光。Oneday,yoursmile,perhapscanbecomearayofsunshineshineinothersmind.
青春是一场无知的奔忙,总会留下颠沛流离的伤。Youthisaignorantandmoving,alwaysleavesdriftfromplacetoplace.
风没有方向的吹来,雨也跟着悲伤起来,没有人能告诉我,爱是在什么时候悄悄走开Nodirectionthewindblows,therainalsofollowsad,noonecantellme,whenloveisquietlygoaway.
当坚强成为你唯一的选择,你才知道自己可以有多坚强。Asstrongasyouronlyoption,youdidn'tknowIcanhavemorestrong.
所有的回头是岸不过是让我们渐行渐远,我愿意为你沦陷述说自己如何心甘情愿。Allisbutletusattaperingoff,I'dliketotellyouhowwillinglyhimselffall.
当我们安静,也做出了决定,却无法再坚定。Whenwewouldbesilent,butalsotomakeadecision,andcannotbedetermined.
眼泪中的心事,是我想你的方式,就像总要与爱情对峙,那回不去的已逝。Tearsintheheart,isthewayImissyou,likealwaysconfrontationwithlove,thathasgonebacktonotgo.
也许我们都没变,只是越来越接近真实的自己。Perhapswedidn'tchange,justmoreandmoreclosetotherealyou.
你何必向不值得的人证明什么,生活得更好,就是为你自己。Whyshouldyoutoprovetopeoplewhodonotworthanything,livebetter,isforyourself.
一条要走下去的路,都有它不得不那样选择的方向。Eachwanttogoontheroad,ithastochoosethedirection.
快乐有很多种方式,但是孤单却总类似。Therearemanykindsofwaytobehappy,butlonelyisalwayssimilar.
我就是太阳,无需凭借谁的的光Iamthesun,whodon'tneedtorelyonthelight.
