總是被一種親情的感覺迷惑，為什麼那些無微不至的關懷變得零亂不堪，經不起歲月的滄桑，或者經不起時間的打磨？

Always confused by a feeling of affection， why those meticulous care become messy， can not afford the vicissitudes of life， or can not afford the grinding of time？

時間在變老，記憶會不會變幹？那些無意拼接的畫面，觸動了別人的痛苦，撕裂了別人的悲傷。

Time is getting old， memory can dry？ Those unintentional splicing of the picture， touched the pain of others， tears the sadness of others。

人生無果，有太多的東西不能被命運留住。如果時間可以重來，我願拾起一片美麗的葉子，抖落我的悲傷，剪出春天的模樣，做一個獨一無二的書籤。

Life is fruitless， there are too many things can not be fate to keep。 If I could do it again， I would like to pick up a beautiful leaf， shake off my sadness， cut out the appearance of spring， make a unique bookmark。

如果時光就這樣老去，我願意化作一縷塵埃，忘記所有的悲傷，在歲月的轉角處默默積攢所有的過往。

If the time is so old， I am willing to turn into a wisp of dust， forget all the sadness， in the corner of the years silently accumulate all the past。

人生最美好的相遇，不過是一段悲傷的回憶。隨著時間的流動，總是很難忘記每一點悲傷。

The best meeting in life is just a sad memory。 With the flow of time， it‘s always hard to forget every bit of sadness。

在時間的情況下，那些擦亮的歲月，閃耀著燦爛的光芒，在一次尋找中經歷了風風雨雨。心裡也有一絲難以忘懷的悲傷。

In the case of time， those polished years， shining with brilliant light， in a search through ups and downs。 There is also an unforgettable sadness in my heart。

“燕子去了，還有時間再來；柳樹枯了，也有重新變綠的時候；桃花謝了，有時間再開。不過，聰明的你告訴我為什麼我們的日子一去不復返了？”——朱自清

Swallows have gone， but there is still time to come again； Willows may be dead， but they may turn green again。 Peach blossoms have fallen， but they will bloom again when they have time。 But， you the wise， tell me why our days are gone， never to return？ - zhu zi-qing