One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange music. Then one day, you will find that the things you try hard to forget are already gone.
一个人总要走陌生的路，看陌生的风景，听陌生的歌，然后在某个不经意的瞬间，你会发现，原本是费尽心机想要忘记的事情真的就那么忘记了。


Love is a lamp, while friendship is the shadow. When the lamp is off,you will find the shadow everywhere. Friend is who can give you strength at last.    
爱情是灯，友情是影子，当灯灭了，你会发现你的周围都是影子。朋友，是在最后可以给你力量的人。   


Don’t forget the things you once you owned. Treasure the things you can’t get. Don't give up the things that belong to you and keep those lost things in memory.   
曾经拥有的，不要忘记。不能得到的，更要珍惜。属于自己的，不要放弃。已经失去的，留作回忆。   


Good love makes you see the whole world from one person while bad love makes you abandon the whole world for one person.  
好的爱情是你通过一个人看到整个世界，坏的爱情是你为了一个人舍弃世界。


I know someone in the world is waiting for me, although I've no idea of who he is. But I feel happy every day for this.   
我知道这世上有人在等我，但我不知道我在等谁，为了这个，我每天都非常快乐。


In your life, there will at least one time that you forget yourself for someone, asking for no result, no company, no ownership nor love. Just ask for meeting you in my most beautiful years.      
一生至少该有一次，为了某个人而忘了自己，不求有结果，不求同行，不求曾经拥有，甚至不求你爱我。只求在我最美的年华里，遇到你。


Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.
纵然伤心，也不要愁眉不展，因为你不知是谁会爱上你的笑容。


I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.
我今晨坐在窗前，世界如一个路人似的，停留了一会，向我点点头又走过去了。  


I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am with you.
我爱你，不是因为你是一个怎样的人，而是因为我喜欢与你在一起的感觉．


The fact is that the world is out of everyone's expectation. But some learn to forget, but others insist.
事实上，这个世界不符合所有人的梦想。只是有人可以学会遗忘，有人却坚持。


No man or woman is worth your tears,and the one who is, won't make you cry.
没有人值得你流泪，值得你这么做的人不会让你哭泣．


When you are old and grey and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Yours eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead.
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars
当你老了，白发苍苍，睡意朦胧，
在炉前打盹，请取下这本诗篇，
慢慢读，回想你当年的双眼
那柔美的光芒与青幽的晕影；
     
多少人真情假意，爱过你的美丽，
爱过你欢乐而迷人的青春，
唯独一人爱你朝圣者的心，
爱你日益凋谢的脸上的衰戚；
     
当你佝偻着，在灼热的炉栅边，
你将轻轻诉说，带着一丝伤感：
逝去的爱，如今已步上高山，
在密密星群里埋藏它的赧颜。


我用力抓紧世界，最终却仍被世界淘汰。
如果一开始就松手，我的痛苦会不会少些？
I held tight to the world, but rejected.
If I had saved the effort, would the pain be less?


静静聆听内心世界的声音，常常有令人欢喜的旋律响起。
可以简单、可以深沉，可以抒情、可以喧闹...
Listen quietly, to the sound of your heart. Cheerful melodies may rise.
Some simple, some profound, some gentle, some loud.