Believe that the beautiful life, is a word elegy, an overflowing heart interpersonal loneliness, already growing into a huge ice while you are this season's most beautiful notes.相信优美的生命,就是一曲无字的挽歌,漫过心际的孤独,早已蔚然成冰,而你是这个季节里最美的音符。
Is there anyone who hasn't suffered for the secret love?We alwaysthink that love is very heavy,heavy and could be the heaviest thing inthe world.有谁不曾为那暗恋而痛苦?我们总以为那份痴情很重,很重,是世上最重的重量。
I do not like to let others see my tears, I would rather let people think I'm happy heartless, they were reluctant to make themselves look poor wronged.我从不喜欢让别人看见我的眼泪,我宁可让别人觉得我快乐得没心没肺,也不愿意让自己看起来委屈可怜。