In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.

我们把世界看错了，反说它欺骗我们。

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

人对他自己建筑起堤防来。

Man barricades against himself.

使生如夏花之绚烂，死如秋叶之静美。

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.

我想起了浮泛在生与爱与死的川流上的许多别的时代，以及这些时代之被遗忘，我便感觉到离开尘世的自由了。

I think of other ages that floated upon the stream of life and love and death and are forgotten, and I feel thefreedom of passing away.

只管走过去，不必逗留着采了花朵来保存，因为一路上花朵自会继续开放的。

Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on,for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.

思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。我听见它们鼓翼之声了。

Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.I hear the voice of their wings.

谁如命运似的催着我向前走呢？那是我自己，在身背后大跨步走着。

Who drives me forward like fate？The Myself striding on my back.

我们的欲望把彩虹的颜色借给那只不过是云雾的人生。

Our desire lends the colours of the rainbow to the mere mists and vapours of life.

叶子朔路过时，听见云晓安的声音，会心一笑，不敢打扰他，走了。而这一幕落到也悠悠和叶诗诗的眼睛里。

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