Hanging about the street,

as if I were at a loss where to go.

Winter has come in silence,

filled with a bleak atmosphere.

Much to delight,

the sun turns up accidentally,

the sunshine gleams on the ground.

A variety of snow covers the earth thickly.

Only to remain a string of faint footprints.

In a flash the snow melts.

Scarcely has everything been perpetual,

It appears temporary but precious.

Wherever I am determined to drift,

perhaps my mermories are to evaporate.

Nevertheless a dramatic scene occurs,

it reminds me of fragile memories worn away.

Wandering about with no aims,

my mind goes blank again.

The wind blows in my heart fiercely.

PS:Best wishes for the days in winter ,my friends.^_^

In a certain sense, it’s a precious present,

which is filled with smells of music.

It is likely that music is miraculous.

As time goes by,

a variety of momeries have worn away,

including a piece of miserable moment.

Much to delight,

like a lamp lights up my soul,

transforming from dark to bright.

like a boat drifts down the river,

handing for an endless distance.

Perhaps there is a profound sigh in a night.

What’s more,a spark of sorrow occurs to me.

As long as the melody is played,

I will gain a wealth of happiness,

compared to a fountain spewing around.

However hopeless and desperate I feel,

on the ground of music,

the anxiety will die down.

Though a string of notes is temportary,

the enjoyment is determined to be permanent.

A rap on the instrument,

as if it beat continuously on my heart,

with the same rehythm.

Scarely had I survived the world when the melody of music disappeared accidentally.

I dare not image such a supposition.

What a horrible imagination.

It’s fairly apparent that it is merely a drama of my concept.

Owing to the inspiration,

Never will the musical rhythm break off,

each of moving tunes can reveal my heart.

Moreover,the water in my soul persists in running silently.

 因为太唯美的瞬间了吧，认真的样子让人痴迷，所以全智贤弹钢琴的剧照我找了很久 。

ps#谢谢哥哥的音乐CD ，里面的canon还是很喜欢，所以就再怀念一下吧，很棒的礼物，生命中的音乐是如此让我感动。嘿嘿~`我会珍藏的。

I completely lost my bearings in the dark,

Everything becomes hardly distinguishable.

My mind bursts into blank,

in the memory of such a remarkable incident.

I am immersed in the precious time,

which has gone with the wind.

It appears to me that I have missed a great many opportunities.

Making a improper decision in some circumstance.

It reminds me of a kind of  bitterness.

Sometimes I regret these choices I have made.

There is a momentary silence.

I am always waking up in a deep night,

whereas it occurs to me a strange concept.

What’s more,I feel amazed at it.

Whatever the life turns to be,

perhaps it’s a destination in a sense.

Much grief to me.

The more thoughts come up,

the more painful I get.

Fortunately,each of us is keeping on striving,

in pursuit of success.

A belief that contains perseverance and persistence.

ps#突然在图书馆的一个晚上写了这篇英文 anyway~还是觉得迷茫。

＜后记＞这篇应该是听了love is color blind 这首歌后而写的，发现写英文与写中文是两种不同的感觉．英文里强调的是句型的变化，单词的魅力；中文强调的是文字的游离，思想的集中．如果有这份心情，还会去写下一篇的吧