晚风吹拂着我如帘般的长发，碾压着千里之外的月光，落在传说中的断桥湖畔，花开花落，歌声阵阵。
The night wind is blowing me is like the long hair like curtain, the moon that rolling presses thousands of miles away, fall in the bank of broken.
但是今晚，在远方，你让余云跳舞，享受霓虹的光芒，带着思念的梦想飞走，让激情的波浪荡漾成诗和花，像云烟一样触摸我，像梦幻的心，扬帆远航。
But tonight, in the distance, you let the clouds dance, enjoy the neon light, fly away with the dream of missing, let the waves of passion ripple into poetry and flowers.
我没有迷路，但我找不到你，在阳光明媚的小路上，在昏暗的灯光下。
I wasn lost, but I couldn find you, on the sunny path, in the dim light.
我会等你，直到我不再知道如何爱你。
I will wait for you until I no longer know how to love you.
我相信，每一次红尘的拒绝，都是为了等待生命的再次灿烂。
I believe that every rejection of the world of mortals is to wait for the brilliant life again.
只要心不死，心中的枯木自然会在春天相遇，因为很多时候，等待不仅会遇到一份春天的魅力，还会有希望在前方等你。
As long as the heart does not die, the dead wood in the heart will naturally meet in spring, because many times, waiting will not only meet a charm of spring.
永远不要轻易等待，等待是如此奢侈。
Never wait easily, waiting is such a luxury.
爱情是跨越边界的，命运从未停止。爱情一直很深，但缘分很浅。窗外的雨在下，窗台上的雨滴敲打着忧伤，忧伤，美丽。
Love crosses borders and fate never stops. Love has been very deep, but the fate is very shallow. The rain outside the window,beating sadness, sadness, beauty.
