我試圖用那些漂亮的句子來形容你，但是不行。

我字字推敲寫出長長一段話，你眉眼一彎熠熠生輝，就讓我覺得，不行。

這些文字寫不出你眼裡的星辰。寫不出你唇角的春風。

無論哪個詞。

I try to use those beautiful sentences to describe you， but I can‘t。

I carefully write a long paragraph， your eyebrows are shining， let me feel， No。

These words can’t write the stars in your eyes。 I can‘t write the spring breeze on your lips。

No matter which word。

你說，我們就山居於此吧，胭脂用盡時，桃花就開了。

You say， let’s live here。 When the rouge is used up， the peach blossom will bloom。

春夏之間這個季節時區真的太讓人喜歡了。

街道被染上一層翠綠，公園裡盛放著各式各樣的花，就連空氣中也時而夾雜著清風和細雨的溫潤。

舒服，愜意，以及儘管忙碌但卻自在的生活狀態，此刻都能夠完全感受到。

有人說初春的陽光溫和，夏日的氣息蔥鬱，但其實春夏之間的細碎美好也同樣足夠令人心動。

The time zone between spring and summer is really lovely。

The streets are covered with emerald green， the park is full of all kinds of flowers， and even the air is sometimes mixed with the gentle breeze and drizzle。

Comfortable， comfortable， and although busy but comfortable living conditions， at the moment can fully feel。

Some people say that the sunshine in early spring is mild and the breath of summer is lush， but in fact， the fragmentary beauty between spring and summer is also exciting enough。

你說眼睛裡一定要有光，在煩躁的生活中尋找到屬於自己的美好。

You said that there must be light in your eyes， and you can find your own beauty in the irritable life。

有時候好想和十七八歲的少年談一場戀愛啊。

那種渾身都散發著對愛情的美好和憧憬，眼裡溢滿對未來的熱情和期望。

你在大雪茫茫的街道發著呆，而他望到了你，便雀躍起來，踏著雪和枯枝奔向你。

一把把你抱住，嘴裡呵著熱氣。慢慢靠近你耳邊，輕聲說著：我喜歡你。

Sometimes I really want to fall in love with a 17-year-old。

The whole body exudes the beauty and vision of love， and the eyes are full of enthusiasm and expectation for the future。

You are dazed in the snowy street。 When he sees you， he jumps up and runs to you with snow and dead branches。

I‘ll hold you in my arms with hot air in my mouth。 Slowly close to your ear， whispered： I like you。

因為太喜歡你，所以我如臨深淵、如履薄冰。

以至於差點忘了，我17歲，這個年紀裡整個世界都是我的。不需要猶豫也用不著權衡。

Because I like you so much， I feel like walking on thin ice。

I almost forgot that I was 17 years old， and the whole world was mine at this age。 There’s no need to hesitate or weigh。

那天黃昏時分我和他一起隔樓看日落，溫柔的橙紅色落日共映在我和他的眼睛裡。

我望著他，他也看向了我。

後來我再想起那個黃昏，便覺得，他的目光，就是別處的夕陽。

At dusk that day， I watched the sunset with him across the building。 The gentle orange red sunset was reflected in my eyes and his。

I looked at him and he looked at me。

Later， when I think of that dusk again， I feel that his eyes are the setting sun elsewhere。

每個人都在為了快樂的事情而努力呀，都在用自己認為正確的方式尋找它。

想偶爾看看清晨的日出，想留點時間去山頂看日落，再看看城市的燈光，越來越不喜歡人多的地方，因為熱鬧的地方實在太多，但真正熱鬧而開心的卻太少。

Everyone is working hard for happy things， and they are looking for it in the right way。

I want to see the sunrise in the early morning occasionally， I want to leave some time to watch the sunset at the top of the mountain， and then I want to see the lights of the city。 I don‘t like the crowded places more and more， because there are too many busy places， but there are too few really lively and happy places。

【畫師：Nolang】