有时，一个人的成长，起因于失去。
有时，只有失去了最重要的人和事，才会在后来的某一天突然想起时醒悟。
Sometimes, a person's growth is caused by loss.
Sometimes, only the loss of the most important people and things, will one day suddenly remember to wake up.
洞察，永远是一件令人痛心的事。
本来以为自己会恨一辈子，当我绝望的时候拿起刀来，当我绝望的时候拿起刀来，当我无奈的时候接受梧桐。
Insight is always a sad thing.
Originally thought that I would hate a lifetime, when I despair to pick up the knife, when I despair to pick up the knife, when I am helpless to accept the dragonfly.
我以为，生活从来就是这样，来来去去，还有一大把时间用来成就我的恨意。
就在这第一场雪花飘落的时候，一切都结束了。
I thought, life has always been like this, come and go, and a lot of time to achieve my hate.
It was all over when the first snow fell.
忽然发现，原来在人生的面前，爱与恨从来都不重要。
诺言是空头支票，有多少人几年后还记得，还会兑现？
Suddenly found that the original in front of life, love and hate is never important.
Promises are blank checks, how many people remember in a few years, will still cash?
有时候我总觉得自己的生活更像是一出闹剧，嘻嘻哈哈，发疯似地，不想活了。
但我却那样诚挚而执著地享受这样的生活。
Sometimes I always feel that my life is more like a farce, hip-hop haha, crazy like, do not want to live.
But I enjoy this life so sincerely and persistently.
最起码，当我微笑时，我看不到自己的悲伤。
或者有一天，我趴在你的肩膀上，哭或者笑。
At the very least, when I smile, I can't see my sorrow.
Or one day, I lie on your shoulder, crying or laughing.
走过繁华，走过苍凉，我在红尘中遇见你，在陌上最深的雾中遇见你，一如，初见的模样。
秒针，分针，时针，把幻象旋转成无数密密麻麻的日子，最后汇合成时间的长河，成为我们所生活的巨大时代。
Walk through the bustling, walk through the desolate, I met you in the red dust, in the deepest fog on the stranger to meet you, just like, the first look.
Second hand, minute hand, hour hand, the illusion of rotating into countless dense hemp days, and finally sink the long river of time, become the great era of our lives.
与我们两个人相比，我和我们都是其中最小的一部分。
Compared with the two of us, me and we are the smallest of them.
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