大多時(shí)候,，我們或許并不是想念一個(gè)人，而是想念那些逝去的時(shí)光,。

Most of the time, we may not miss a person, but miss those lost time.

即使當(dāng)初心心念念,，但多年后都會(huì)變成嘴角的淺淺一笑，說自己和那個(gè)人再無瓜葛,。

Even if the original mind, but many years later will become a shallow smile on the corners of the mouth, saying that they and that person have no relationship.

你一生可以漂泊不定,，但是碰到他，你渴望一生安居樂業(yè),。

You can drift around all your life, but when you meet him, you are eager to live and work in peace and contentment all your life.

沒有哪個(gè)女生真的想當(dāng)披荊斬棘的女英雄,，她們不過是被生活逼得假裝自己很厲害。

No girl really wants to be a heroine. They are just forced by life to pretend that they are strong.

有人問上帝,，喜歡與愛有什么區(qū)別,？上帝指了指一個(gè)孩子，只見他站在花前,，被花的美麗迷醉,，不由的伸出手把花摘下來。上帝說這就是喜歡,。接著,，上帝指了指另一男孩，只見他滿頭大汗的在給花澆水，又擔(dān)心花被烈日曬著,，自己站在花前擋光,。上帝說這就是愛。喜歡是為了得到,，而愛卻是付出,。

Some people ask God, what is the difference between love and love? God pointed to a child who stood in front of the flower and was intoxicated by its beauty. He could not help but reach out and pick the flower. God says it's love. Then God pointed to another boy, who was watering the flowers with sweat and worried about the hot sun, standing in front of the flowers to block the light. God says this is love. Like is to get, but love is to give.

車站有兩個(gè)地方最感人：

一個(gè)入口，一個(gè)出口,。

一個(gè)是不想讓你走,，

一個(gè)是等你回來 。

There are two most moving places at the station:

One entrance, one exit.

One is not to let you go.

One is waiting for you to come back.

你喜歡一個(gè)人,，把所有的好都掏出來，白馬,、薔薇淚痕與愛,，你滿腦子都是這些，想遍了故事的來龍去脈,，所有的哀傷歡喜,，都想明白了。你告訴自己好的,，就是這個(gè)人了,。但是很遺憾的是事情并沒有按你所想的方向在發(fā)展，愛像一匹失控的黑馬,，踏上了幾乎沒有燈火的荒原,。你拉，是拉不住的,。

You like a person, take out all the good, white horse, rose tears and love, you are full of these, think about the story, all the sadness and joy, all want to understand. You tell yourself that's the man. But unfortunately things are not going the way you want them to go. Love is like a runaway black horse, stepping on a wilderness with few lights. You can't pull it.

她說她沒醉,，卻一直搖搖晃晃掉眼淚，

你說你愛她,，卻從沒想過給她一個(gè)家,。

She said she was not drunk, but has been staggering tears, you say you love her, but never wanted to give her a home.

世間風(fēng)景萬千，很多時(shí)候我們無法分辨誰是你要的那杯茶,，誰是你滄海桑田的家,。

There are so many sceneries in the world that sometimes we can't tell who is your cup of tea and who is your home in the vicissitudes of life.