其实，我心里一直明白，这段深埋多年的情感，从来就没有真正属于过自已，与其说是相思，还不如直白的表述为一厢情愿的苦恋。
In fact, I know all the time in my heart, this paragraph of deep buried for many years of emotion, never really belong to from already, rather than lovesickness, as straightforward expression for wishful love.
"他哪里好""除了对我不好，其他的都好"
"Whats good about him? "" Everything is good except for me."
面包是一个星期前的就别吃了水是一天前的就别喝了那些话是他很久之前说的就别想了。
Bread is a week old don eat water is a day old don drink those words he said a long time ago don think about it.
有些人的人生，是直达车有些人却是慢车，中间总要经过许多站，经历许多人。有人总是下错站，坐过头，不是错失了窗外风景，就是错过了身旁的人没有人知道，能陪自己坐到终点站的人，究竟会是谁。相爱的人，真的就能一路到达人生的终点站吗
Some peoples life, is a direct train some people is slow, the middle always have to go through many stations, experience many people.Some people always get off the wrong station, sit over, not miss the scenery outside the window, is to miss the people beside no one knows, can accompany oneself to sit to the terminal station, who will be.Love people, really can all the way to the end of life
聪明的人，喜欢猜心，也许猜对了别人的心，却也失去了自己的。
Smart people, like to guess the heart, maybe guess the heart of others, but also lost their own.
