我是風(fēng)，輕輕的風(fēng);我是云，緩緩的云;我是水，靜靜的水;我是山，連綿的山……
I am the wind， the gentle wind; I am the clouds， the slow， drifting clouds; I am the water， the silent water; I am the mountains， the boundless mountains…
如果你愿意，我愿做那輕輕的風(fēng)撫慰著你寂寞的心靈!如果你愿意，我就是那緩緩的云從容地讓你依偎!如果你愿意，我來(lái)做你身邊靜靜的水默默地將你守護(hù)!如果你愿意，我將會(huì)不懈地愛(ài)你就象那連綿不斷的山川! 我悔我不是風(fēng)，因?yàn)槲也粔蝮w貼;我恨我不是云，因?yàn)槲也粔驕厝?我怨我不是水，因?yàn)槲也粔蚯宄?我怒我不是山，因?yàn)槲业膼?ài)不夠堅(jiān)定……
If you so want， I will be the gentle wind that will wrap around your lonely spirit! If you so desire， I will be the slow， drifting clouds that will unquestioningly be your support! If you so wish， I will be that silent water， without a murmur， protecting you by your side. If you so will， I will love you unrelentingly， just like those boundless， unbroken mountain ranges and valleys! But， I regret I am not the wind and not able to take care of you. I hate that I am not the clouds and not able to bring you warmth; I pity myself that I am not the water and not able to be so pure; I am angry that I am not the mountains and not able to have my love will be as immovable as I would like.
我只能做回自己，平凡的自己，唯一的自己，尋求中的自己。我渴望愛(ài)情但是卻不懂她的深?yuàn)W，我向往不平凡但是卻甘愿默默無(wú)名。我追求成熟但是我寧愿單純。我但愿她能喜歡我，但是我又不知道我是否喜歡她。尋求，渴望，向往，追求，哪里是我的目標(biāo)和未來(lái)……
I can only be myself this time， my mortal， earthly self， my only self， the only self that I can ever hope to be. I thirst for love but I do not understand her deep mystery. I strive for transcendence but I would rather be silent and nameless. I want to be mature but I would rather remain innocent. I would like that she love me， but I do not know even if I truly love her! Endless searching， thirsting， striving， pursuing-where are my goals? Where is my future?
俗世間我是孤獨(dú)的一粒，宇宙間我是無(wú)為的塵埃，我的愛(ài)雖然美好，但并不偉大…… 所以我只是想好好的活著…… 其實(shí)人生未必要過(guò)的轟轟烈烈，出人頭地，。只要過(guò)的有價(jià)值，活的很踏實(shí)…… 無(wú)畏的愛(ài)，會(huì)讓我很痛苦;悸動(dòng)的青春，會(huì)讓我很寂寞;忙碌的工作，會(huì)讓我容易迷茫…… 我只是在尋找，我亦是在等待。生命中的璀璨光輝……
In this mundane world， I am one lonely speck; in this universe I am a powerless particle of dust. My love， thought beautiful， is nothing great in itself. And so， I ask only to live as well as I can. In truth， there is no need to live one‘s life basking in glory， rising above men—— so long as one’s life has some value， has some security… Fearless and capricious， love will cause me great pain. Youth， transient and inconstant， will bring me loneliness. Work， busy and mindless， will make me lost. I am just searching for and waiting for some of that which shines， that which is radiant in life…
