好想读。。

今天比较长。楼主就自行分成三断吧。周一，愿大家都有个好的开始
Transient Days
Part3
what is gone is gone, what is to come keeps coming. How swift is the transition in between! When I get up in the morning, the slanting sun casts two or three squarish patches of light into my small room. The sun has feet too,eging away softly and stealthily. And,without knowing it, I am already caught in its revolution.

唉，果然高大上啊！

Living in this world with its fleeting days and teeming millions, what can I do but waver and wander and live a transient life? What have I been doing during the 8,000 fleeting days except wavering and wandering? The bygone days, like wisps of smoke, have been dispered by gentle winds, and, like thin mists, have been envaporated by the rising sun. What traces have I left behind? No,nothing,not even gossamer-like traces.

I have come to this world stark naked as ever. However, I am taking it very much to heart: Why should I be made to pass through this world for nothing at all
O you the wise, would you tell me please: why should our days go by never to return?
《匆匆》终于完结了。虽不能每天更新，但感谢大家一起进步。更感谢张培基老先生译成的英文版

读不下去了，哈哈