纵使时光相隔百年遥，仍感你心近在咫尺。
Even after a hundred years, I still feel close to you.
我们在青春少年时遇到彼此，那是最洒脱美好的时光，那是最不成熟的时光。可我们的喜欢没有在一个维度里度过，从来都是错位的。可本来，我们本来可以的。
We met each other in the youth, it is the most free and easy goodtime, it is the most immature time. But our love is not spent in adimension, is always misplaced. But we could have -- we could have.
如果有一天，让你心动的再也感动不了你，让你愤怒的再也激怒不了你，让你悲伤的再也不能让你流泪，你便知道这时光，这生活给了你什么，你为了成长，付出了什么。
If one day, let your heart can no longer move you, let your angercan no longer anger you, let you sad can no longer make you cry, youwill know this time, this life has given you what, you in order togrow up, what to pay.
走到生命的哪一个阶段，都该喜欢那一段时光，完成那一阶段该完成的职责，顺生而行，不沉迷过去，不狂热地期待着未来，生命这样就好。不管正经历着怎样的挣扎与挑战，或许我们都只有一个选择：虽然痛苦，却依然要快乐，并相信未来。
At any stage of your life, you should enjoy the time, accomplishthe duties that should be done at that stage, and move along with it,without dwelling on the past or feverishly looking forward to thefuture. That"s the way life is. No matter what struggles andchallenges we are going through, maybe we have only one choice: behappy despite the pain, and believe in the future.
命中总有那么一段时光，充满不安，可是除了勇敢面对，我们别无选择。
There is always a period of time, full of unease, but in additionto brave face, we have no choice.
多年前，我将心事倾诉于时光，漫漫长长，多年以后，时光竟成为我最隐晦的心事。
Years ago, I will confide in time, long long, years later, timehas become my most obscure mind.
在这个故事中，每个人都有蛰伏在心底的不能说的秘密。然而时光早已定格，在一寸一寸光阴中雕刻着生命，谁都无法再回到过去，跋涉多年的情事，添上时光的沉重，总是令人叹惋，我们现在所能做的，只有独自寻觅那些错失了的温情，然后，重新踏上时光的旅程，循着那条未知的隧道，轻轻地追寻着想要的幸福。
In this story, everyone has a secret that they can"t tell. Timehas stopped, however, carved with life in 1 inch at a time, who areunable to return to the past, trek affair for many years, on the timeof heavy, always regret, we can do now, only for those who missed thewarmth alone, then, to set foot on the journey of time, followed thetunnel of the unknown, gently pursuit to happiness.
时光如水，总是无言。若你安好，便是晴天。
Time is like water, always silent. If you are well, it is sunny.
就让时光不说话，过往开成花。
Let time do not speak, the past into flowers.
我坐在天台上，时光短促又漫长，风从我耳边经过，带来整个世界的声音，风中，有人弹唱，有人舞蹈，有人相爱。
I sit on the roof, the time is short and long, the wind passed bymy ears, bringing the sound of the whole world, the wind, someoneplays, someone dances, someone loves.
时光冉冉，曾经梦吟成诗的岁月，当落日悄悄走向地平线,笑容与心灵如何拉动时光的脚步?
Time is running, once dream into a poem years, when the sunsetquietly toward the horizon, how to smile and heart pull the pace oftime?
