昨天FTD预选赛吹比的时候偶尔又不经意提及到了这个女孩
然后一大群绅士跑去了陈乃娴的微博下留言
我在想，不知道现在陈乃娴见到大酒神是什么感想
毕竟见证一个备胎逆袭的过程
感谢陈乃娴，你的到来拯救了大酒神
那么，她会怎么想呢
1 不论多成功，在陈乃娴面前，2009也许永远是那个偷偷摸摸去翻她微博的青涩少年
2 有点忘了是怎么样的人，可能只记得2009年Chinajoy上初见的那个瘦瘦高高的男生
3 配不上我的终究配不上我，无论你贫穷或者富贵，高端或者庸俗
4 老娘当年真是瞎了狗眼，为神马没看上你
5 多年后相见：噢，原来你也在这里
Do you have a feeling like that?
你有没有觉得？
Sometimes you always like to recalling.
有段时间你会特别喜欢回忆，
And like to think of the past time and past things.
喜欢想一想以前的生活和日子。
Some sight and sounds repeat again and again in your head.
那个时候的场景和声音，反复在你脑子里播放。
And you always fell it past just now.
而你也总会觉得，
Maybe you try to deny it hard.
这段时间才刚刚过去。
But you can't.
也许你只是努力想否认，
It too unforgettable sometime,some people.
自己会如此难忘记这一段时间，一群，
and the just one.
和一个人。
They always said that I love beautiful girl than my friends,
伙伴们有时候会说你见色忘友，
Because I must wait to see her everyday.
因为每天我都在走廊上等着看她。
Go to school, leave school, classes over, and exercise time.
上学放学，下课出操，
I spent on her for majority of my life
把自己生活的一大半，倾注在她的身上。
Then I thought,
当时想，也许，
May be that it is the Platonic love
这就是柏拉图式的恋爱吧。
Though I know it impossible,
虽然不敢奢望太多，
I hope her can notice me one day.
但还是很希望有一天，
Maybe it is a very small thing,
她能够看到我。
but it becomes all your life sometimes.
很多时候一件微不足道的事情，
You cry and you laugh,
会成为你某一个生活阶段的全部。
all due to it.
你的喜怒哀乐，都将由此而来，
When we have a party,
伙伴们伪装配合偷取照片的经过，
my friends and I always talk about thephotograph,
成为我们每次聚会必谈的勇事。
how they disguised and coordinated witheach other.
虽然，这个频率一次比一次少，而我们，
But it became less and less.
也一次比一次笑的无聊。
And we laughed moreand more boring
你知道一份积累并压制了很久的感情，
As you know, one repressed emotion foralong time,
往往会导致一个勇敢的决定。
Often to lead to abrave decision
当我用了很长时间，
When I finished herportrait for a long time
终于完成一幅她的肖像画时，我决定，
I decided to send it to her quietly.
悄悄送给她。
only comfort myself that
我只能想，
I"Every tragedy makes heroes ofcommon people"
“天将降大任与斯人也”。
Because of they made my photo to pieces,
这场与坏人的遭遇和撕碎的照片，让我，
I remembered all the details.
记清楚了过程中的每个细节。
The following was remained many times inmy head.
接下来的画面，
I can't recognize it was true or false,
被我的大脑一遍遍的加工重构。
I only seen a perfect picture in flyingpetals.
我分不清真假，我只看见，
Although the college entrance exam wasover,
在一片片花瓣飞舞的幻镜里，
for our stories, was not finished.
完美的定格图像。
Maybe all those brought can be left,
即便是高考的结束，
all those left can not be forgot.
对于很多我们的故事来讲，
But not finished
却无法是一个完整的句号。
All away, not leaving
所有带走的，未必留下。
Discarded, but not forgotten
丢弃的，也未必遗忘。
The only truth,
唯一成事实的，
Liked some people said in a song,
就像一首歌中唱出的那样。
"If the story is not finished, letit pass.
“有些故事，还没讲完那就算了吧，
We can't know which is true in the pastyears.
那些心情在岁月中，已经难辨真假，
We leave like this,
我们就这样，各自，
Drifted apart.
奔天涯。
玖果视讯(jiuguoshixun)
