那些会闪光的记忆、最终还是涌入心底，一刹那间，一片即将潮湿的景象还是被内心的坚强所掩盖。

Those flashing memories eventually flowed into my heart. In a flash, a humid scene was still covered by the inner strength.



我们都共同乘坐着人生这趟车，张望着重复着，习惯着疲倦着，只是为了能辉煌的到底我们的终点站。

We are all riding together in this journey of life, looking at and repeating, and getting used to being tired, just to be able to gloriously end our terminal.



其实，我早已经喜欢夜的漆黑，人生的冷漠，但我仍然相信，我不是一个人在努力奋斗。

In fact, I have long liked the darkness of the night and the indifference of life, but I still believe that I am not alone.



那个没有压力，没有竞争的颓废世界，让我们彻底地撕下了面具，做起了真实的自我。整个人都会很轻松，很自然。

That decadent world with no pressure and no competition, let us completely remove the mask and start a true self. The whole person will be relaxed and natural.



身边的人总是对我们的生活指手画脚，但我们不能被这言语所拘禁，而是要选择自己的方式去生活。

The people around us always point our finger at our lives, but we can't be detained by this language, but choose our own way of life.



有时，也会在静夜痛哭一场。只是为了宣泄满心的悲伤。如同化蝶的蚕茧抖动出翅膀，带著痛并快乐地独舞。