昨天我爱上了你 今天我离开了你 明天我将思念你
Yesterday I loved you,today I leave you,tomorrow I'll miss you.

你的心理里睡着月亮光
Your mind sleeping in the moon light

回忆这东西若是有气味的话
那就是樟脑的香 甜而稳妥
像记得分明的块乐 甜而怅惘 像忘却了的忧愁
If scented memories of this thing, It is the scent of camphor, sweet and sound, Like remember happy, sweet and melancholy, like the sad forgotten


生活的戏剧化是不健康的
像我们这样生长在都市文化中的人 总是先看见海的画面 后看见海
先读到爱情小说 后知道爱情
我们于生活的体验往往是第二轮的
借助于人为的戏剧 因此在生活与生活的戏剧化之间很难划界
Life play is not healthy. As we grow in the urban culture, always the first to see the picture, see the sea. Read love stories, know love. Our life experience is often the second round. With the help of the human drama, therefore between life and life play hard delimitation

我要你知道
在这个世界上总有一个人是等着你的
不管在什么时候,不管在什么地方
反正你知道
总有这么个人
I want you to know, In this world there is always a person is waiting for you, When no matter, no matter where in the, I want you to know, There is such a person.


太剧烈的快乐与太剧烈的悲哀是有相同点的
同样的需要远离人群
Intense joy and intense sorrow is the same The same need to stay away from the crowd

凡事牵涉到快乐的授受上
就犯不着斤斤计较了 较量些什么呢
长的是磨难 短的是人生
It involves happy with, Wouldn't square accounts in every detail. Compared to what? -- is long suffering, life is short

忘记是很痛苦的
从前如是 现在也如是
不过从前的痛苦是因为记不起
现在的痛苦却是无法忘记
Forget it is very painful, Once upon a time as is, now also is like this. But once the pain is because you don't remember, Now the pain is unable to forget


你笑世界便与同笑 你哭你便独自哭
生命就这样自顾自的走过去了
因为懂得 所以慈悲.
You laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone Life is a big goes Because to understand, so mercy.

也许每一个男子全都有过这样的两个女人 至少两个 娶了红玫瑰 久而久之 红的变了墙上的一抹蚊子血 白的还是“床前明月光” 娶了白玫瑰 白的便是衣服上的一粒饭粘子 红的却是心口上的一颗朱砂痣
Perhaps every man all have such two women, at least two. Marry a red rose, in the course of time, the red became wall touch of mosquito blood, white or" Moonlight before the bed"; married a white rose, white is the clothes on a grain of rice stick son, red is heart on a cinnabar mole

童年的一天一天 温暖而迟慢
正像老棉鞋里面 粉红绒里子上晒着的阳光
Childhood days, warm and slow, As the old shoes, pink fleece lining the sun shines on the.

照片这东西不过是生命的碎壳
纷纷的岁月已过去 瓜子仁一粒粒咽了下去
滋味各人自己知道 留给大家看的惟有那狼籍的黑白的瓜子壳
These photos are nothing but broken shell of life; A lot of years have past, melon seed capsules swallowed, Every man knows it, for everyone to see only the infamous black and white shells


求粉阿 求粉阿!!!~

亲们/
我们现在继续吧~

记忆散成碎片 我该怎么办
Memory fall to piece,how can I do?