總是在懷疑自己是天生的笨蛋，看不懂世間的法則變換。冷暖不由心，惱怒不知意，過得得過且過，活得渾渾噩噩，曾經追求的，化作如今早已不記得的。
Always doubting that he is a born fool, unable to understand the changes of the laws of the world. Cold and warm not from the heart, exasperated do not know, muddle along, live muddled along, once pursued, turned into now can not remember.
或許黑夜裡人們總在失眠，又或許白日裡人們總在沉睡，明明都是一個世界，我們卻像是生活在兩個世界的小丑，演著歡快，笑著不痛快。
Maybe people are always sleepless in the night, or maybe people are always sleeping during the day, obviously it is one world, but we are like clowns living in two worlds, playing happily and laughing unhappily.
世事皆可隨風，任憑時間衝淡過去，但時光卻抹不去你留下的痕跡，斑斑點點，一言一語，記憶裡，都是曾經的你。
Everything can go with the wind, let time dilute the past, but time can not erase the traces you left behind, speckles, every word, memory, is once you.
世界上有一個謎題，叫做自己。我們看不懂，別人也猜不透。
There is a puzzle in the world called self. We can't understand it, and no one else can guess it.
思想和行動仿佛兩個獨立存在的個體，我可以單獨左右思想，也可以單獨左右行動，但卻難以做到保持思想和行動的一致，有時甚至背道而馳，積極的思想，配上的卻是消極的行動。
Thought and action are like two independent individuals. I can control thought or action alone, but it is difficult to keep the consistency of thought and action, sometimes even in the opposite direction, positive thought is accompanied by negative action.
或許我們從來沒有真正的認識過自己，把自己想的勇敢開朗，實際卻是懦弱不堪。肩膀從來沒有自己想的那麼硬，硬的，從來都是那顆玻璃心，易碎且堅硬。
Perhaps we have never really known ourselves and thought of ourselves as brave and cheerful, but in fact we are cowardly. The shoulder has never been as hard as I thought, and it has always been the glass heart, fragile and hard.
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