在自己面前应该一直留有一个地方，然后去爱。
不知道是谁，不知道如何去爱， 也不知道可以爱多久。
只是等待一次爱情，也许永远都没有人，可是这种等待就是 爱情本身。
save a place for yourself, before going out to love.
you don‘t have to know who to love, how to love, or how long your love will last.
just wait for the one time. maybe there will never be the one. but just wait, because it already is your reward.
爱到极致，我已变得盲目。
在 幸福的峰巅，谁还记得住爱神的电话号码，谁还记得住周围许多有趣的日子。
the culmination of love is blindness.
who, at the peak of happiness, can remember the number of cupid, or any of the fun days around.
她一直坚持宁缺毋滥， 相信最好的值得耐心等待。
偏偏最后掉下的红苹果，通常是酸的。
而惊心 动魄的伟大爱情，通常不是等来的。
she has been patient, believing the best is worth the wait.
yet the last apple fallen from the tree is usually sour.
the love that rocks your soul is hardly the result of a long wait.
刻下爱的见证的小树，已长成大树。
而我们狂热的恋情，早随风飘散。
小 小的印记，变成巨大的伤痕。
风起时，我听见整个森林的叹息……
the sapling that bears our mark of love has grown into a big tree,
but our once fervent love is lost forever in the wind.
the little mark has become a scar.
when the wind blows, we hear the sigh of the forest...
现实的残酷，幸福的易逝。
看不见的，是不是就等于不存在？记住的，是不是永远 不会消失？
cruelty of reality. volatile happiness.
those out of sight, are they really not there? those remembered, will they last forever?
