"Sometimes people feel ignored his own, he had been too busy to think about the possibility. How I wish I was just a kid, give sweets to laugh, cry and fell. There are always a few songs, let us sad, let us cry. In fact, let's not cry those songs themselves, but those who are hidden in the memories of. Habit is a very terrible thing, because the habit will feel taken for granted; because nobody used to think about is what he looks like if they lose."

 

每个温软潮湿的雨后，我爱坐在窗边，看那棵枝叶繁茂的大树，被冲刷得清澈透亮。每个阳光明媚的日子。我爱仰望蓝天，看那些变幻莫测的云朵，被风刮得若即若离。在这段莫名的青春里，总是幻想。然后伤感。看着四周无数熟悉而陌生的谈笑，只剩惶恐。

 

"Each gentle wet rain, I love sitting by the window, watching the tree leafy trees, have been washed crystal clear. Each sunny days. I love looking at the sky, look at those vagaries of the clouds, the wind was too ambiguous. During this inexplicable youth, always fantasy. Then sad. Numerous familiar and unfamiliar looked around laughing, only fear."

 

浅笑凝眸，蓦然回望，看到了昨日在旧忆里瑟瑟发抖的自己。那个时候，突然发现，并不是自己的以为就能把生命里的所有记忆抹去和篡改的。日子只是纪念所有风雨细数尘埃的过程，并不是所有一切终结的答案。

 

"Gazing smile, suddenly look back and see the old memories yesterday Li Sese trembling himself. At that time, I suddenly found myself not to think that life will be able to erase all the memories and tampering. Memorial day is all dust storms breakdown process, not the end all answer to everything."