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The third suicidal attitude is to keep fighting.

第三种自杀的态度是坚持奋斗。

I'm interested in living for what I love and dying for what I love.

我感到兴趣的是:为所爱而生，为所爱而死。

Then, on summer nights, you could always hear the cars still rolling there, loaded with flowers and dead people.

那时，在夏夜里，总能听到满载鲜花和死人的车辆还在那里颠簸。

We ardently love，we exist.

我们热爱，我们便存在。

The sugar melts in the coffee. Spring is coming, and the fragrance is enchanting and your hands are dancing on the table, a long forgotten floe dance.

You have salt in your eyes, I said.

I've lived by the sea, you seem to say.

糖在咖啡里融化。春天来了，香气迷人你的手在桌上跳舞，一个早被忘掉的浮冰的舞姿。

——你眼睛有盐， 我说。

——我在海边住过，你好像这样回答。

"I need someone with a mind that can handle any problem; To him, absurdity is excellence, and a shoelace is lovely."

“我需要这样一个人，他的头脑面对任何问题都能迎刃而解；对他来说，荒唐透顶也是卓越的，一根鞋带也是可爱的。”

"To love what you will never see again, to love in flames and shouts. Then he destroyed himself. People live in this moment."

“去爱永远不会看到第二次的东西，在火焰与狂喊中去爱。随即毁灭自己。人们就在这一瞬间活着。”

A thousand times a day. I marveled at myself, dying of reality, and coming back to life in the same unusual way.

一天有一千次。我惊异于我自己，死于现实，又以同样不寻常的方式活了过来。

The world is too noisy don't listen, don't care, don't look, walk towards me, we run away together.

世界太吵别听，别管，别看，朝我走，我们一起逃跑。

（有一种一直跑到边界，世界尽头的感觉。）

I said to him, "Go there, the leaves will wave to you, the stones will smile at you, the river will greet you. Where there is neither poverty nor wealth, neither sorrow nor pain, neither hatred nor hatred, where all men die equal. "

"Where is that?" he asked.

I said, "There is no place for death."

我对他说，“走过去吧，那里树叶会向你招手，石头会向你微笑，河水会向你问候。那里没有贫贱也没有富贵，没有悲伤也没有疼痛，没有仇也没有恨，那里人人死而平等。”

他问：“那是什么地方？”

我说：“死无葬身之地。”

As long as I have been reading, I have been able to understand my own pain, my own ignorance narrowness, prejudice, darkness, see and see. A lot of people say to shake hands with their own peace, I don't want to be such a person, I want to take a stone to polish my stone. Will have been reading, has been suffering, has been in love with the joy born from the pain barren, while the fun comes, enjoy the return, in life, this is a very rare thing.

只要我还一直读书，我就能够一直理解自己的痛苦，一直与自己的无知狭隘，偏见，阴暗，见招拆招。很多人说和自己握手言和，我不要做这样的人，我要拿石头打磨我这块石头。会一直读书，一直痛苦，一直爱着从痛苦荒芜里生出来的喜悦，趁兴而来，尽兴而归，在一生中，这是很难得很难得的一件事。