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You stand so far, how to hear the sea in my heart.

你站的那么远，怎么听到我心里的那片海。

I encounter a rose on the streets of Tuscany, send it to a dove on the roof of Florence Rosa, and under the church of Dundar Effect, I have my Renaissance.

偶然邂逅托斯卡纳街头的玫瑰，将它送给佛伦罗萨屋顶的白鸽，丁达尔效应笼罩的教堂下，我有我的文艺复兴。

"The roses grow long in Florence, the romance of the Renaissance sprouts, and the vast nebulae, wrapped in love, are embedded in the warm Italian wind."

“佛罗伦萨的玫瑰冗长枝长，文艺复兴的浪漫攀升萌芽，浩瀚星云裹挟着热恋，嵌入意大利的暖风中。”

You want a result so badly that you are not happy, you only water a few times, you want the flower to bloom for you forever.

你太想要一个结果了，所以你不快乐，你只是浇了几次水，你就希望这朵花永远为你而开。

How could you regret it? We all only live once.

怎么会后悔呢，我们都只活一次。

In fact, do not get married, do not get a license, will regret. The cat in the alley is free but has no home, while the dog in the fence has a home and has to bow his head all his life.

其实结不结婚，领不领证，都会后悔。巷子里的猫自由却没有归宿，围墙里的狗有归宿终身都得低头，人生这道选择题怎么选都会有遗憾。

（突然想到了一句，不知道是谁的了，想谈恋爱就去谈，想结婚就结婚，反正都会后悔的。）

I'm gonna die. I'm gonna lose everything, but not now.

我会死，我会失去一切，但绝不是现在。

Wallow in imagination and tightly controlled by reality, I felt a definite split in myself, and I could not make myself pure.

我沉湎于想象之中，又被现实紧紧控制，我明确感受着自我的分裂，我无法使自己变得纯粹。

Sleep is the real form of human activity, waking only in the collection of dream material.

睡眠才是人类真正的活动形态，清醒的时候只是在收集做梦的素材。

In the face of eternity, the love we all have is a lingering parting.

面对着永恒，我们所有人的爱是一场缠绵不尽的离别。

If one day, I can leave here, I will not let my ideal stand on the dirty floor.

如果有一天，我能离开这里，我绝不会让我的理想站在这肮脏的地板上。

（章鱼哥的句子，无意中发现的，下次再说他的故事吧。）

There is no past and no future. I only have the present.

没有过去也没有未来，我只拥有现在。

Don't try to catch the wind.

不要试图抓住风。

A nation, there are always people looking at the stars.

一个民族，总要有人仰望星空。

The world is noisy and dead.

这个世界吵闹的一片死寂。

I'm always six feet away from people.

我和人永远隔着六英尺。

The glass was full of sunshine, but it was still empty.

我从不崩溃瓦解，因为我从不曾完好无缺。