前进走不完距离,后退走不出回忆
前进走不完距离,后退走不出回忆

前进走不完距离,后退走不出回忆

Moving forward can’t go through the distance, going backward can’t walk out the memory。

前进走不完距离,后退走不出回忆。

Perhaps nothing is the best comfort, maybe the memory is the best ending,

a fool also is same, all escape but sad。

也许无言才是最好的安慰,也许回忆是最好的结局,傻瓜也都一样,都逃不过悲伤。

In the past only can be used to memory, don’t wallow in the shadow of it, otherwise,

always can’t see the road ahead。

过去只可以用来回忆,别沉迷在它的阴影中,否则永远看不清前面的路。

Hearing you say good night to me every night is the simplest and the most lasting memory I have。

每晚睡前听你说晚安,是属于我的,最简单而持久的记忆。

It is said that the purpose of travelling is to escape。Not from a town,but a piece of memory。

听说旅行的意义就是逃离。逃离的不是一座城,而是一段记忆。

Ired heart is always hovering between adhering to and giving up, indecisive。

Trouble is that memory is good, the mind should not mind will stay in memory。

心累,就是常常徘徊在坚持和放弃之间,举棋不定。烦恼,就是记性太好,该记的,不该记的都会留在记忆里。

Then wonderful memories also just yesterday。

再美好的回忆也只是昨天。

If you see me as an option, then maybe I should just see you as a memory。

如果你把我当成一个选项,我会把你当成一段回忆。

Love not regret, memories will be precious

爱的不后悔,回忆才会珍贵

Sometimes you will never know the true value of a moment until it becomes a memory

有时候,直到一些珍贵的时刻成为了回忆,你才会真正意识到它的价值所在。

Love remained short,but the memory lasts long。

爱那么短,遗忘那么长。

Don’t forget the things you once you owned。 Treasure the things you can’t get。

Don’t give up the things that belong to you and keep those lost things in memory

曾经拥有的,不要忘记。不能得到的,更要珍惜。属于自己的,不要放弃。已经失去的,留作回忆。

All the memories of the past, say but are we together of the story。

所有回忆的往事,说的不过都是我们在一起的故事。

A smile only takes a moment, but the memory behind that smile sometimes lasts forever。

微笑转瞬即逝,但有时候,微笑背后的记忆却能永远长存。

No matter where he went, should remember, the past are false, memory is a road without ends。

无论走到哪里,都应该记住,过去都是假的,回忆是一条没有尽头的路。

You were a dream,then a reality, now a memory

你曾是我的梦,后来成了现实,到如今却只是回忆。伤感日志

Most of the time,what we can’t forget is the memory between us instead of the person we used to love

许多的时候,让我们放不下的其实并不是对方,而是那些逝去的共同回忆。

When the best memory has been recalled for many times,it’s getting less tasty。

再好的过去,回忆的次数多了,味道也就淡了

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