1、在寒冷的秋天，有一些伤害。时光回眸浪漫又浪漫的生活，只是一场繁华，一场梦。在转瞬即逝的时光里，散落的嫣红独自摇摆着这个季节的惆怅与迷茫。
In the cold autumn, there are some injuries. Time back to romanticand romantic life, just a prosperous, a dream. In the fleeting time,scattered purples alone rocking the season of melancholy andconfusion.
2、心就像一片落叶，随风留下痕迹。寒风拂落孤寂的地方，逝去的岁月斑驳了记忆，落在时间的繁华里，烟花从彼岸落下，红色的痕迹残留在风中，在满是芳菲的梦里轻轻徘徊，若隐若现的画面不禁让人如痴如醉。
The heart is like a fallen leaf, leaving traces with the wind. Thecold wind blows the lonely place, the passing years mottled thememory, falls in the busy time, the fireworks fall from the othershore, the red traces remain in the wind, wandering gently in thedream full of beauty, the picture can not help but let a person beinfatuated.
3、繁荣消失了，到处都是红色。在一个模糊的梦里，你的鬓角沾满了风霜，你笑着问我是否还记得旧约。我用力点头，伸手抚摸你温暖的脸颊，但我讨厌模糊的泪水，看不清你。握住你的手，出神地盯着它，说一千个字。如果你想说却没有任何言语，你羞于看它，你已经认定你是那个一直在等待的人。
Prosperity is gone, and red is everywhere. In a vague dream, yourtemples covered with wind and frost, you smiled and asked me if Iremembered the Old Testament. I nod my head hard and reach out totouch your warm cheek, but I hate the blur of tears, can see youclearly. Take your hand, stare at it, say a thousand words. If youwant to say something but don have any words and you e ashamed tolook at it, youve decided you e the one whos been waiting.
4、有些事情我不知道，但不想知道；有些话，不说，却不说；有些伤害不是无痛的，而是不敢伤害的；有些人不爱，却不能爱；世界上的每一颗尘埃都在镜子里度过，终究湮灭在红色的尘埃里；再繁华的歌坛，也不过是幻影水月，谁也守不到很晚；所以，不如干脆走在阳光下，忽略心中纠结的繁琐的事情，随意而去。
There are things I don know and don want to know. Some words,do not say, but do not say; Some injury is not painless, but dare nothurt; Some people do not love, but can not love; Every dust in theworld is spent in the mirror, after all, annihilation in the reddust; No matter how busy the singing circle is, it is just phantomwater and moon, who also can keep it very late; Therefore, it isbetter to simply walk in the sun, ignore the tedious things entangledin the heart, and go at will.
5、那年七夕，那个下午，在异乡繁华都市的天桥上遇见你，是天意，是偶然还是偶然。车水马龙的飞升，你在雨中的天桥上飘荡，你我相见，默默的说着话，朝着熟悉的街道走去，有多少惆怅，有多少彷徨和多少受伤？不知不觉，七夕的急雨渐渐停了，人终于散了。
That Tanabata, that afternoon, in a foreign land bustling citybridge to meet you, is fate, is accidental or accidental. Heavytraffic flying, you in the rain in the flyover drift, you and I meeteach other, silently said, walked toward the familiar street, howmuch melancholy, how much hesitation and how much injury?Unconsciously, the Tanabata rain gradually stopped, people finallyscattered.
6、今夜，我独自徘徊在繁华的城市夜晚。红灯和绿酒怎么能留住不小心会？一个不眠之夜如何消除几代人的悲伤？
Tonight, I wander alone in the bustling city night. How can redlight and green wine keep careless meeting? How can one sleeplessnight erase generations of grief?
7、一个人流浪，坐不住，站不住。被灰尘弄脏的思伊,回来了。一曲琴声，带着怜惜和痛苦，袅袅的文字，飘来飘去的生意，制造了缠绵，洒下了苍凉，奏出了悲欢，消散了繁华，无声无息，在惬意的岁月里读了你几千遍。就像第一眼看到的一样，天是蓝的，揉着写着素面，带着梦在听，温柔又温柔，伴着繁华，在岁月里安然摇曳着那遥远的梦，等待着我。
A person wandering, can not sit, stand. Smeared with dust, Si Yicame back. A musical instrument, with pity and pain, madadayo text,floating to floating business, made lingering, aspersed thedesolation, played the joys and sorrows, dissipated the prosperity,silent, in the pleasant years read you thousands of times. As seen atfirst sight, the sky is blue, rubbing the plain face, with a dream inlistening, gentle and gentle, with prosperity, in the years safelyswaying that distant dream, waiting for me.
8、当音乐结束，你在等我，我会抛弃所有的繁华，保持内心的干净，等待你的归来。在我心里，埋藏着一本没有文字的书。我写了时间，淡化了相思。
When the music is over, you are waiting for me, I will abandon allthe prosperity, keep the heart clean, waiting for your return. In myheart, there is a book without words. I wrote the time, diluteacacia.
