有时候人生就是这样，想要却不可得，你必须学会接受你不能接受的，要记得，人是要长大的。
Sometimes life is like this. If you want it but can get it, you must learn to accept what you can accept. Remember that people are going to grow up.
有些事说出来显得我不大度，但我确实不开心。
Im not generous to say something, but Im not happy.
有时候我们可能会遇见一些人，只适合陪你一阵子，但不会陪你一辈子。
Sometimes we may meet some people, only suitable to accompany you for a while, but will not accompany you for a lifetime.
你是不是总是会为了某个人而不断地修改自己的底线？不停地为他找借口，不停地想去原谅。可是，其实他没那么喜欢你。
Do you always change your bottom line for someone? Keep making excuses for him, keep trying to forgive. But, in fact, he doesn like you so much.
遇到对的人，他会欣赏你，让你变得越来越好，让你越来越自信，反之，如果一个人让你越来越没有自信，可能就是错的人。
Meet the right person, he will appreciate you, make you better and better, make you more and more confident, on the contrary, if a person makes you less and less confident, it may be the wrong person.
我不会质问你为什么不回消息，也不会因为你不回消息幼稚的掉眼泪，我的信息你爱回不回，不回就算了，我们也算了。
I won ask why you don reply to the news, or cry childishly because you don reply to the news. If you don reply to my information, we will forget it.
前任里总有一位很懂你知道你的习惯，你的语言你的每个动作，喜欢吃的喝的玩的，不过在错的时间遇到对的人，互相折磨最后分开，不管再怎么刻骨铭心，最后还是要各自生活。只是偶尔在同一个场景会突然想起，一笑而过，是啊，那个人我曾经深爱过。
There is always someone in the past who knows your habits, your language, your every movement, likes to eat, drink and play, but when you meet the right person at the wrong time, they torture each other and finally separate.
No matter how unforgettable they are, they still have to live their own lives. Just occasionally in the same scene will suddenly think of a smile, yes, that person I once loved.
旧事重提是因为它从未被妥善处理。
The old story is repeated because it has never been dealt with properly.
再遇到喜欢的人想来只觉得非常遗憾，早几年遇见就好了。那些热烈欢喜，年少轻狂连同整个世界都要送给你，可你来得太晚了，我已经学会了一个人送走落日，一个人等待星光。我的爱早在无数个孤立无援的时刻里变得有了计较和盘算，再也没有曾经的纯粹。
Its a pity to meet someone you like again. Its just a few years ago. Those warm and happy, young and frivolous as well as the whole world will give you, but you come too late, I have learned to send off the sunset alone, waiting for the starlight alone.
My love as early as in innumerable helpless moments has become a calculation and calculation, there is no once pure.
写在最后，亲爱的读者，我是流苏啊。那些让人难受的瞬间，要记得自己放下，解不开的心结就把它系成蝴蝶结。
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