Meeting you is the wind of the wilderness into the atrium, is the snow of the brow melt into the eye socket.
遇见你，是旷野的风闯进心房，是眉间的雪融进眼眶。
We age too fast, memories disappear too fast.
我们老的太快，回忆消失得太快。
When no one helps you, stand up straight, the road is long and your back is beautiful.
没人扶你的时候，自己要站直，路还长，背影要美。
Your heart, decided the wind temperature, also determines the clouds of poetry.
你的心，决定了风雨的温度，也决定了云彩的诗意。
There’s no such thing as regret that you’re in love that I’m willing to come and go in a reasonable way.
没什么好遗憾，本就是你情我愿，聚散离合都在情理之中
You don’t miss the past. You just don’t live well now.
你不是怀念从前，你只是现在过得不好。
The biggest regret is that even when you leave, you can’t speak clearly to your face.
最大的遗憾是，连离开都不能当面说清。
Not everyone is worth waiting for. You have to wait for a better self.
不是每个人都值得你等待，你要等的始终是更好的自己。