那年夏天，我漫步街头，心里一直在思念，思念着你。
那年夏天，我孤舟漂流，想起我们的曾经，泪水不停地流啊流。潸然泪下，泪水连连。
One summer’s day,I am drawing along the feeling,coughing,coughing by my deep sorrow.
那年夏天，我画笔零乱，思绪万千，咳声连连。
那年夏天，我想着你的话语，渐渐入眠，深夜里，一次又一次梦见你微笑的脸。
又有 谁能告诉我
又有谁能了解我
当初的决定是那么的恰当，似乎一切都是那样的理所当然。
如果一切都没有错，难道是我的感受。。。
And who can tell me
And who can understand me
My choice is the most appropriate and everything seems right.
Everything appears ok but my own feeling……
And then
On one summer’s night,I stop walking,I stop to look up to see the beautiful darkblue sky and the lovely stars.
On one summer’s night,I stop driving,I stop to listen to the whisper of the river and sing with her.
On one summer’s night,I stop drawing,I stop to make myself a drawing,with health look in my eye.
On one summer’s night,I stop sleeping,I stop to thy to forget all the beautiful memories about you all the night.
And I am waiting for the first sunshine to give me a hug and warm.
I am waiting,waiting ,and what I have to do is waiting.
And I felt asleep not very soon.
I felt asleep in the dream about you.
I choose to talk with you in the dream and nobody knows that so I felt easy.
I choose to laugh around you in the midnight and you don’t konw so I felt comfortable.
I finally choose to keep the feeling,keep the lovely feeling,in the opposite of the realistic world.
I finally choose to smile,smiling when you passing by.
I finally choose to be honest when I’m alone but a lier when I’m in the crowd.
And today,is one of the nice summer’s day and you have paid some visit to my imagination.
And tomorrow,will be a same day,and forever……
To be strong and be happy with the feeling forever
Can I ,can I ?
To live a happy life and forget our story
Can you, can you ?
If,I never come to the world and haven’t come across our story, then I never live, I think.
If,I haven’t happened to hear your song and never felt some courage form you,I never live,I think.
But and if ,they are part of my life and of course yours,but no one knows they can believe.
But ,if I believe,my world will be different.
One summer’s day,just like anyother day of the four seasons.
And my little story is so short but my feeling and thinking is so long.
One summer’s day is so beautiful but I must forget,forget that,I’m in the fall,and winter is drawing near……
and the last word of my heart
may you have a sound sleep and a happy life
that’s all ……