我一笔一画的练习，也画了千万副面孔，却唯独勾勒不出你的轮廓。
I practiced one stroke at a time, and also painted thousands of faces, but I couldn outline your outline.
你已远去，而我却还把对你的那份爱放在心里，时间久了也慢慢变质，最终发现，原来爱一个人就是毁了原来的自己。
You are gone, but I still put that love for you in my heart, and it gradually deteriorates after a long time. Finally, I found out that loving someone destroys my original self.
傍晚的风轻轻地吹过脸颊，粉红色夕阳披洒在身上，你的所有模样，我都记得，只是再也不能拥有。
The evening wind gently blew his cheeks, and the pink sunset spread over him. I remember all of your looks, but I can no longer have them.
时间的沙漏抹不去那些明媚的忧伤，只因记忆的双手还不愿将这份爱放下。
The hourglass of time can erase those bright sorrows, just because the hands of memory don want to put this love down.
多想成为你的鹿，伴你看熏染山涧的日出，共度一个悠长午后，然后一起穿过黑夜无涯。
I want to be your deer. I will accompany you to watch the sunrise on the mountain stream, spend a long afternoon together, and then walk through the dark night.
玻璃心的人，心里永远有一条细微的伤痕，别人看不到，只有她自己知道。
A person with a glass heart will always have a slight scar in her heart that others cannot see, only she knows it.
只有风吹散了花瓣，才能闻到花的香味，就如爱的人走远了，你才知道时光不复返，想要珍惜已经晚了。
Only when the wind blows away the petals, can you smell the fragrance of the flower, just as the loved one has gone away, you know that time is gone, and it is too late to cherish.
我是一个流浪者，黄昏的时候遇见你明媚的笑，我便从此一生，相思到天亮。
I am a wanderer. I met you with a bright smile at dusk, and I have lived in my life from acacia to dawn.
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