美丽容颜下的油彩，都是故事堆积的雪糕，撕开包装，舔一口酸甜苦辣涌上心头，我知道这一刻我所经历的只有我自己懂得。
The oil color under the beautiful face, is the story of the ice cream, tear open the package, lick a sour, sweet, bitter and spicy came to my heart, I know this moment I experienced only I know.
黑夜不会只降临在我身上，但当你走的那一刻我才终于知道什么是永恒无尽的黑夜，我在里面使劲的攀爬，新欢使我寻得一丝光明，可自由却让我永坠地狱。
Night will not only come to me, but when you go the moment I finally know what is the eternal endless night, I tried to climb inside, new love makes me find a ray of light, but freedom let me never fall in hell.
永远不要乞求别人施舍一份情谊给你，如果施舍可以换来情谊，情谊早已遍地都是。
Never beg others to give you a charity friendship, if charity can change friendship, friendship has been everywhere.
故事是藏不住你对她无休止的思念，如果可以就不会有故事;可以藏住思念的是无声无息悄无踪影的时间。
The story is not to hide your endless thoughts of her, if you can not have a story; Can hide missing is silent, silent no trace of time.
长河里一条群居的鱼不会有什么杀伤力，就好比随波逐流的人儿没有什么主见，可是你可曾见过群居的鱼单独流浪，如果有我想那是你面前的一顿美味佳肴。
Long river in a group of fish will not have any lethality, just like the drift of the people have no idea, but you have seen a group of fish wandering alone, if there is I think it is a delicious meal in front of you.
总希望二十岁的那个懵懂能再重新活过一次;多少个闲情雅致的日子里少女将鲜艳的花插在我走过的小路上。
I always hope that the ignorant 20-year-old can live over again; How many leisure and elegant days in the girl will be bright flowers inserted in the path I walked.
我想和你说个故事，关于你和拉萨还有爱情。
I want to tell you a story about you and Lassa and love.
多少曾经热烈地追逐，都被时间消磨的一干二净。
How many have been passionately chasing, have been killed by time.
来时的那条路，布满了相思树，说想你一刻就有一棵，后来你偷偷的回去，不小心迷了路。
When the road, full of acacia trees, say you have a moment, then you secretly back, accidentally lost the way.
如果喜欢看见你的名字心里就欢喜，如果讨厌听到你的事迹心里就开始翻江倒海好像见了苍蝇。
If you like to see your name in the heart of joy, if you hate to hear your deeds in the heart of the heart will start to see a fly.
