也许你会战胜一切，但是你最终还是败在了时间的脚下。Maybe you’ll beat it all, but you’re still at the foot of the time.
女人喜欢长得坏坏的男人，不是喜欢长坏了的男人。Women like men who have a long, bad, bad, bad, bad man.
贪心是最大的危房，良心是最好的住所。Greed is the biggest dangerous, conscience is the best place.
受得小气，才不至于受大气，吃得小亏，才不至于吃大亏。By too stingy, not only by the atmosphere, eat a small loss, do not suffer.
时间真的很宝贵，就差一秒厕所就被其他人抢了。Time is really valuable, just one second the toilet was robbed by other people.
不要见一个爱一个，爱的太多，你的爱就要贬值。Don’t see a love one, love too much, your love will depreciate.
钟表，可以回到起点，却已不是昨天。Clocks and watches, can return to the starting point, but it is not yesterday.
当爱变成爱过以后，我要怎么回忆那些拥有过的快乐。When love becomes love, I want to how to recall those who have had the happiness.
属于我的，会一直记着，不属于我的，我只能学着若无其事。Belong to me, will always remember, does not belong to me, I can only learn to calmly.
背上行囊去远方，那个梦寐以求的目的地。On the back of the pack to the distance, the dream destination.
运气就是，机会碰巧撞到了你的努力。Luck is the chance to hit your hard.
我还在原地等你，你却已经忘记曾来过这里。I’m still waiting for you, but you’ve forgotten to come here.
细细碎碎开了一地的小白花，是满天星。A trivial detail of the small white flowers, a sky full of stars.
看看我的眼睛，你会发现你对我而言意味着什么。Look into my eyes, you will see what you mean to me.
豆汁摊上，咸菜鲜丽得象朵大花，尖端上摆着焦红的辣椒。Douzhi stalls, pickles as colorful as flowers, stood on the tip of coke red pepper.
真正的强者，不是流泪的人，而是含泪奔跑的人。The real strong, not tears, but tears running people.
错过的年华在北漠开出斑斓的紫薇花、却荒芜了轮回的春夏。Miss time in North Desert open multicolored crape myrtle flowers, the rebirth of spring and summer.
你是谁朝思暮想的笔尖少年、在绝城的荒途里辗转成歌。You are the pen youth, in the vast shortage of pedestrians in the city turned into a song who yearn day and night.
夏初的一阵暴热象一道神符，使这老城处处带着魔力。A hot summer like a rune, the old city with magic everywhere.
人生的烦恼，多在于知道的太多，而做的太少。Life’s troubles, much is to know too much, and do too little.