If a person really wants to see you
they will make a way
and nothing in the world would stop them.
如果一个人真想见你
他总能找到办法
全世界都阻挡不了他

The best relationship is
when you can completely act yourself
they can still love you for who you are.
最好的恋情是
你可以彻底地做自己
并且你的另一半依然迷恋真实的你

You're throwing away happiness with both hands.
And reaching out for something that will never make you happy.
你把自己的幸福拱手相让
去追求一些根本不会让你幸福的东西

I pretend I don't care you,
but still I feel the pain.
我假装不在乎你
但痛的是我自己

Some songs can make you sad & cry when you hear them.
But it's actually not the song that makes you cry,
it's the people behind the memories.
总有那么一些歌
让我们悲伤
让我们哭泣
但其实让我们哭泣的并不是歌本身
而是藏在回忆里的那些人

Giving up doesn't mean you're weak,
sometimes it means you're strong enough to let go.
放弃并不总意味着你软弱
有时反而说明你足够坚强去舍弃

Love,as in pull elastic,
get hurt of always like to let go of that,
so,or don't love,or never let go!
爱情
就像是在扯像皮筋
受伤的总是不愿放手的那个
所以
要么就不要爱
要麽就永远也不要放手

Suddenly care can make a person remember
Grateful but when interest as a habit
Everything will be granted
Time for a long time that people will forget your hardworking
Because he has been used all turn indifference
突然的关心 会让一个人铭记
感激但当关心成为习惯时
一切就会变得理所当然
时间久了 那个人会忘记你所付出的一切
因为他已经习惯了一切 转而淡漠

Really want to run back to the childhood sunny afternoon the swing that swings
The sun warm needn't turned with both hands give yourself a hug
好想跑回童年的风和日丽 那个荡著秋千的午后
日光倾城 温暖的不必用双手给予自己拥抱

I want to see a big fall in the process of popular
Wish I had kept
Xu changing until close to the gloomy light sunny smile face
我想看一场盛大的流行陨落的过程
我要一直不停许愿
许到沧海桑田瞬息万变直到靠近你微笑淡晴的脸

Memory remaining gentle, but eventually arrived in front of the usual well-being
Even if it is only a small spot
so we can only see the eyes, and simple life
different, but the heart only
记忆里残存的温柔，终会抵不过眼前平时的幸福
哪怕它 只是一个小小的光点
所以 我们亦只能看见眼前 然后简单的生活
区别的 只是心而已

How many times How many times, remembering to draw a circle of life
and we turn in place numerous times, unable to escape
Always want to return to the original place of strangers
if we can once again the choice, I thought I could love more simple
多少次又多少次 回忆把生活划成一个圈
而我们在原地转了无数次 无法解脱
总是希望回到最初相识的地点 如果能够再一次选择的话
以为可以爱得更单纯

In March of this sad and beautiful
I am weak from my youth in the horse over
through the Corydalis, through the cotton
through the sorrows and joys, hidden, at the time and impermanence
在这个忧伤而明媚的三月
我从我单薄的青春里打马而过
穿过紫堇 穿过木棉
穿过时隐时现的悲喜和无常