你要化过很多浓妆，才会欣赏素颜的清新。你要喝过很多碳酸饮料，才会回归白水的平淡健康。你要穿很久的高跟，才回想念帆布所代表的青春。
You have to put on a lot of heavy makeup before you can appreciate the freshness of plain face. You have to drink a lot of carbonated drinks to return to the plain health of white water. You have to wear high heels for a long time to miss the youth represented by canvas.
人因为嘴硬，失去了很多重要的东西。
People lose a lot of important things because of their hard mouths.
人生就是这样，不走到绝路，不会知道自己过去受的苦多值钱。
Life is like this, do not go to a dead end, will not know their past suffering more valuable.
往往，心中最爱的那个人，最后却离自己最远。
Often, the person you love most in your heart is the farthest away from you in the end.
没人能一路单纯到底，但要记住，别忘记最初的自己。
No one can be simple all the way to the end, but remember, don’t forget the original yourself.
有一种伤心，叫做：从久伴我到酒伴我，从我爱你到我碍你，从可歌可泣到可搁可弃。我们之间还剩什么。
There is a kind of sadness, called: from long accompany me to wine accompany me, from I love you to I hinder you, from singing and crying to abandoning. What’s left between us.
有些失望是不可避免的，但大部分的失望，都是因为你高估了自己。
Some disappointments are inevitable, but most of them are because you overestimate yourself.
你能欺骗我，不是你撒的谎有多高明，而是因为我愿意去相信你；你能伤害我，不是因为你多厉害，而是因为我当你是朋友。
You can deceive me, not because you lie how clever, but because I am willing to believe you; you can hurt me, not because you how fierce, but because I think you are a friend.
我记得有些路是我一个人走过来的，很黑，风也很大。
I remember some roads that I came by myself. It was dark and windy.
我们都是一群在阳光下肆无忌惮的笑，却在月光下歇斯底里哭的孩子。
We are all a group of children laughing in the sun, but crying hysterically in the moonlight.
光阴似箭，岁月无痕。曾经的过往随着时间的流逝无法再重演，朦胧的等待，莫名的期望，美丽的幻想，昏沉如同行尸走肉的时光不愿再去回忆。
Time flies without a trace. The past can not be repeated with the passage of time, hazy waiting, inexplicable expectations, beautiful fantasy, dull as the time of walking with the corpse, do not want to recall.
你要长大，不要总是依赖，你不累，别人也会烦。
You have to grow up, do not always rely on, you are not tired, others will be annoyed.
敏感的人爱胡思乱想，心软的人爱自讨苦吃。
Sensitive people are fond of wishful thinking, soft hearted people are fond of asking for trouble.
在爱情里除了重蹈覆辙以外，没有第二种结局。就像凉了的菜，再加热一遍，也不是原来味道了。
In love, there is no other ending except repeating the same mistakes. It’s like a cold dish. If it’s heated again, it’s not the original taste.