爱情是忧伤和骄傲各半，喜欢上一个人的那一刻，就是踏上一条孤独的路，路上无人问津，也只剩和夜晚说晚安的忧伤，埋藏了多少细腻心思，可年少时的骄傲就像野猫的倔强，谁也不想先低头，不过是害怕连最后的倔强都迷失在一个人身上。
Love is half sorrow and half pride. The moment you like a person, you are on a lonely road. There is no one on the road. There is only sadness saying good night. How many delicate thoughts are buried in it. But when you are young, pride is like the stubbornness of a wild cat. No one wants to bow first, but fear that even the last stubbornness will be lost in one person.
爱上一个人的时候，是坠入茫茫的大海，在四季的航行中有了明亮的灯光，却不知道该怎样到达，明明眼睛看着近在咫尺，却是隔着多少山海的遥望，倘若人生重来别再遇见那样耀眼的光，会刺的人遍体鳞伤。
Falling in love with a person is falling into the boundless sea, with bright lights on the voyage of the four seasons, but I don"t know how to get there. Clearly, my eyes are close at hand, but I am looking from afar across many mountains and seas. If I don"t meet that dazzling light again in my life, the person who will stab will be black and blue all over.
写下一首长诗，馈赠给夜半清风，给叨扰心事的蝉鸣也来一壶白酒，哼一首老歌，来悄悄怀念，那个曾经出现过的人，读一句话都会忧伤的少年。
Write down a long poem and give it to the cool breeze in the middle of the night, a pot of white wine to the cicada who worries and hum an old song to quietly miss the young man who once appeared and would be sad if he read a word.
青春里的那个人，值得珍藏，他真真切切，给了你一个火种，点亮过一整个天堂，当我们在一瞬间成长的时候，就不会再拘泥于 爱情的得失，可不得不承认，那一刻是刺痛的，也谢谢你，让我拥有一整片星空的光芒。
The person in youth is worthy of being treasured. He really gave you a kindling and lit up the whole heaven. When we grow up in an instant, we won"t stick to the gains and losses of love. We have to admit that the moment was painful. Thank you, too, for letting me have the light of a whole starry sky.
一路上，我们究竟是成长还是失去，借一碗清茶来品酸辣，借一碗烈酒來敬昨夜的西风，我们都路过人间，不停地告别过去，明日依旧谈笑风生。
Along the way, whether we grew up or lost, we borrowed a bowl of clear tea to taste sour and hot, and a bowl of strong liquor to respect the westerly wind last night. We all passed by the world, saying goodbye to the past and talking happily tomorrow.
人间百种情感，只要经历一种，就足够我们看透世间很多事，青丝染尽白发，时间流亡在涌动的人流中，我们指尖留不住的沙漏，任谁也握不住，如同要走的人，获得和失去也没有对错，只是成长来得太突然，吓坏了年轻的人。
One kind of human emotion is enough for us to see through many things in the world. The hair is dyed white, the time is in exile in the surging stream of people, the hourglass that our fingertips can"t hold, and no one can hold it, just like the people who want to leave, there is no right or wrong to gain or lose, but the growth comes too suddenly, frightening the young people.
两个最终走到终章的人，像是纠缠已久的宿命，说不清是解脱还是失落。
The two people who finally came to the end of the chapter, like the fate that has been entangled for a long time, can"t say for sure whether they are free or lost.
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