剛剛過去的冬季，陽光很亮，很暖。有些時候，調皮的它們，透過層層樹枝間的間隙，漏下點點碎片，明亮而傷感。
Just in the past winter, the sun was bright and warm. Sometimes, naughty of them, through the gap between the layers of branches, a little bit of debris, bright and sad.
就在這樣的日子里，我站在鋪滿亮斑的安靜長街上，想起了那些已經流走的日子。想著想著，就開始難過起來，難過的說不出話，
In such a day, I stood on the quiet long street covered with bright spots, thinking of those days that have gone away. Thinking about it, I began to feel sad. I couldn't say anything,
好像我所思念的日子其實并沒有多少真正值得紀念的記憶了，可知不知為什么，一想起那些曾經在一起的人都各奔東西了，就難過的好像世界都變成了灰色，周圍都是一片繁華的荒蕪。雖然說和很多人并沒有多少交情，甚至真正在一起的時候連話也很少說，但是，只是一想起那些記憶里的故事和聲音，它們的背景依舊沒變，依舊每天在重復著曾經發生過的相遇和離別。然而曾經畫中的人卻已經咫尺天涯，即使見面也只剩一陣壓抑的沉默。只要一想到這些，就變的傷感起來了。
It seems that the days I miss don't have many really memorable memories. I don't know why. When I think of those who used to be together, they all run for different things, it's sad as if the world has turned gray and the surrounding is bustling and desolate. Although I don't have much friendship with many people, even when I'm really together, I don't even speak much, but just think of the stories and voices in my memory, their backgrounds still remain unchanged, and they still repeat the meeting and parting that happened every day. However, the people who used to be in the painting are already close to each other. Even if they meet each other, there is only a suppressed silence. As soon as I think about it, I feel sad.
距離對我來說并不是一種美，它只代表孤單時難過的思念和見面時的沉默無言。
Distance is not a kind of beauty for me, it only represents sad thoughts when I am alone and silent when I meet.
我想念曾經的時光，曾經的故事，曾經的花開花落和所有熟悉親切的'名字。看到它們讓我感到陣陣的溫暖，就好像冬季里的太陽。
I miss the time, the story, the flowers and all the familiar names. Seeing them makes me feel warm, just like the sun in winter.
看著那張畢業留影上有些稚氣，有些傻氣的泛紅的臉，總會想起冬日的午后陽光透過玻璃照在上面的樣子。那時候他們眼睛里閃動的亮光，明亮的有些刺眼，白凈的臉蛋被染成橘黃，一根根發絲在亮光中拂動……
Looking at that picture of graduation, some childish, some silly red face, always think of the winter afternoon sun shining on it through the glass. At that time, the bright light in their eyes was bright and dazzling. Their white faces were dyed orange, and their hair moved in the bright light
曾經的陽光依舊重現于大地，而曾經的人，卻早已各奔東西。
Once the sun still reappears in the earth, and once the people, but have already run for things.
世界是這樣大雖然我們只是偏安一隅，然而有些人，卻已不能在一起。
The world is so big. Although we are just in a corner, some people can't be together anymore.
