当个坏人吧，好人没用，除了哭就是细数痛苦。
Be a bad man. Being a good man is useless. All you have to do is cry and count the pain.
用我三生烟火，换你一生迷离。为你尘埃落定，倾覆一世繁华
With my three fireworks, for your life blurred. For your dust settled, overturned a prosperous
故事总是悄无声息的开始，而最后又撕心裂肺地结束。
The story always starts quietly and ends with a tear.
到了现在这个年纪，谁都不想再取悦了，跟谁在一起舒服就和谁在一起，包括朋友也是，累了就躲远一点。取悦别人远不如快乐自己。宁可孤独，也不违心。宁可抱憾，也不将就。
At this age, no one wants to please any more. Stay with whoever is comfortable, including friends, and stay away when you're tired. It is far better to please others than to be happy yourself. I'd rather be alone than against my heart. Better regret than settle.
如果天黑了一片，能不能挡住寂寞的来电？
If it is dark, can block the lonely call?
尽力过感情的挫折之后，如今的我听到天长地久只能当作没听见
After trying my best to emotional setbacks, now I hear everlasting can only regard as did not hear
窗外雨在下，一颗挨着一颗，我的泪水也蓬勃了，如窗外那断了线的雨珠。
The rain outside the window, next to one, my tears are booming, such as the rain outside the broken line.
一根烟的生命有多久？从被点燃到被一口一口侵蚀，最后就剩那么一点烟蒂，旁边还有落了一地的烟灰，宣告了它生命的结束。每吸一口便思念你一次，它生命的结束并不代表我对你的思念已经停止，只能代表我越来越想你。
How long does a cigarette live? From being set on fire to being eroded one by one, finally there is only a little cigarette butt left, and there are scattered ashes on the ground next to it, declaring the end of its life. Every breath and miss you once, it's the end of life does not mean that I miss you have stopped, it only means that I miss you more and more.
不知道是不是又对不起自我了，总是去找理由来安慰自我。
I do not know whether I am sorry for myself again, and always go to find reasons to comfort myself.
你能看到我留在屏幕上的字，却看不到我滴在键盘上的泪。
You can see my words on the screen, but you can't see my tears on the keyboard.
很多我们以为一辈子都不会忘记的事情，就在我们念念不忘的日子里，被我们遗忘了 。
A lot of things that we think we will never forget, as we never forget the day, we were forgotten.
你给我一滴眼泪，我就看到了你心中全部的海洋。
You give me a drop of tears, I saw your heart all the oceans.
你永远也看不到我最寂寞时候的样子，因为只有你不在我身边的时候，我才最寂寞。
You will never see my loneliest appearance, because only when you are not around me, I was the loneliest.
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。
In this sad and bright March, I rode through my frail youth, through the coryces, through the kapok, through the now and then of joy and sorrow and imconstancy.
坐飞机去旅游，旁边坐着一对情侣。发那种飞机上的套餐，我对老公说：你看人家旁边的，女的吃不完，男的就吃剩下的，好有爱。老公幽幽地说：你会剩下吗?
Take a plane to travel, sitting next to a couple. Send that kind of plane on the set meal, I say to the husband: you see somebody else's side, the woman eat not over, the man eat the rest of, good have love. Husband faint ground say: will you be left?