暗夜中尋光，荊棘中成長。

Seek light in the dark night， grow in thorns。

且將新火試新茶，詩酒趁年華。

And the new fire try new tea， poetry wine while the years。

有思念你的人在的地方，就是你的歸處。

Where there are people who miss you， it is your home。

大海沒有時間與沙子交談，它永遠忙於譜寫浪濤。

The sea has no time to talk with the sand， it is always busy writing waves。

如果能不長大多好，可是時光在身後擋住退路。

If can not long mostly good， but time behind blocking retreat。

青春是螢火絢麗的流動銀河，燦爛卻也極致短暫。

Youth is the flowing galaxy of fireflies， brilliant but also extremely short。

雖有烏雲遇皎月，但只要堅持也會守得雲開見月明。

Although dark clouds meet the bright moon， they will faithful wife if they persist。

我記憶中童年的太陽已經從記憶的洞穴和幽谷上沉落。

The sun of my childhood has sunk from the caves and valleys of my memory。

不是所有鮮花都盛開在春天，不是所有的河流都流向大海。

Not all flowers bloom in spring， and not all rivers flow to the sea。

我們可以一次次的撞南牆，我們不能一個一個失去理想。

We can hit the south wall again and again。 We can‘t lose our ideals one by one。

我把荊棘當作鋪滿鮮花的原野，人間便沒有什麼能將我折磨。

I regard thorns as Yuan Ye covered with flowers， and nothing on earth can torture me。

萬籟俱靜，世人於深夜中沉睡，我獨自前行，在這墨色的夜。

When all is still， the world sleeps in the middle of the night。 I walk alone on this dark night。

在微小的光也是光，在平凡的人也有他們人生當中的高光時刻。

The tiny light is also light， and ordinary people also have the highlights in their lives。

我現在能做的，便是以一段拙劣的文字來祭奠我那段流逝的歲月。

What I can do now is to pay homage to my passing years with a poor passage。

我擁向宇宙吹來的風，與夏夜相逢，是六月盛裝，是清寂長生。

I embrace the wind blowing into the universe， meet with the summer night， dress up in June， and be quiet and immortal。

那個夏天枝繁葉茂的梧桐樹上的蟬鳴鳴出了盛夏窗外的晚風拂過身邊。

That summer， cicadas chirping on the leafy sycamore trees came out of the window and the night wind was blowing past。

每個人為了活下去都必須找到點燃自己心頭之火的力量，那烈焰就是靈魂的食糧。

Everyone in order to live must find the power to ignite the fire of his heart， the flame is the food of the soul。

光芒總會暗淡，星辰也終將墜落，但是在黯淡的光芒後，定會出現更加奪目的星光。

The light will always dim， the stars will fall， but after the dim light， there will be more dazzling stars。

富士山終究留不住欲落的櫻花，落得悄無聲息，它讓我們接受逝去的意義，是把期待留到下個冬天。

After all， Mount Fuji can’t keep the cherry blossom that is about to fall， but it has made us quietly accept the lost meaning， that is， to keep the expectation until next winter。

在大家都期待超級英雄的降臨時，是一個又一個普通人把自己的所能拼湊起來，然後才有了劃破黑夜的光亮。

When everyone is looking forward to the arrival of superheroes， it is ordinary people who put together what they can， and then they have the light that cuts through the night。