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I heard that the wind is a romantic, from afar, with the salty sea and cool, with the mountain rosin and quiet, set the broad sense of human road, no wonder I fell in love with it.

听说风是浪漫主义者，从远方来，有海的咸味和温凉，带着山的松香和清幽，集人间路明的广义，难怪我会爱上它。

Black plus white equals gray, and she loves the arithmetic of color, which is why she never plays the piano well. The more clear things get in the world, the more they go wrong.

黑色加白色等于灰色，她热爱色彩的算数，也就是为什么她钢琴老是弹不好。世界上愈发分明的事愈要出错的。

This life can not do, I want to write on the epitaph - let me go, give me freedom.

这辈子做不到的事，我要写在墓志铭上——让我离开，给我自由。

（说到墓志铭，我又知道更什么了，下一次抽出时间去收集一些惊艳到我的吧。）

When you see a light in the dark, you walk towards it, although sometimes you wonder if you are going wrong. But all doubt is for certainty.

就是在黑暗中看到了微光，你就朝着微光的方向走去，虽然有时候你会怀疑，你会觉得是不是自己走错了。但是所有的怀疑都是为了确信。

（漫长的黑夜过后，我们总会迎来曙光，微光是希望，突然想到以前看书《瓦尔登湖》的时候看到的一句话:太阳无非只是是一颗星辰而已，只有在我们醒着时，才是真正的破晓）

Expectation is a kind of half awake, half crazy burning, so that the anxious soul, fantasy of their own future.

期待是一种半清醒，半疯狂的燃烧，使焦灼的精魂，幻想自己的未来。

I like everything that is not thorough. Amber time, faint fire, life in half, life in the embrace of hope.

我喜欢一切不彻底的事物。琥珀里的时间，微暗的火，一生都在半途而废，一生都在怀抱希望。

I can't believe I'm waking up again. Space is empty.

我不敢相信我又要清醒过来了，太空虚了。