晚风拂过我的脸庞，一场错开的花季，埋首烟波，似水流年。我将手中画笔散落，乱了晴天里的阴霾，终是成了剪影。往事如烟，一纸愁情，乱了我的世界，你一低头，写伤了一片天。

 

　　The breeze blowing over my face, a staggered season at the Youth passes as a fleeting wave.. I will be in the hands of the brush scattered, chaotic weather in the haze, the end is a silhouette. The past, a melancholy, in my world, you write down, hurt a day.

 

　　我那些曾经最亲密的伙伴们，好久不见了。现在，你们已经不再是我触手可及的伙伴了。但却依旧相信着，那时的我们，都是彼此生命中的一道光线。最近喜欢上这样的一句话：如果有天我们变陌生了，那么我就重新认识你。

 

　　My closest friends, long time no see. Now, you are no longer my partner at your fingertips. But still believe that, at that time, we are each other's lives in a light. Recently, like this sentence: if one day we become strange, then I will know you.

 

　　再见吧，亲爱的兄弟。尽管抓住的或已失落，该挽回的已经划过。愿我们继续努力拼搏，尽管理想与现实之间的那段差距足以让我们咋舌，但现实是此岸，理想是彼岸，行动则是那座钢铁长桥，那艘诺亚方舟。无数成功者的足迹证明：拼搏才是成功的主子。