The night is dark, and I am far from home.
夜很黑，我远离家乡。
The world is so beautiful and regretful, you and I are all lone travelers from afar, constantly walking, regardless of everything, crying, laughing, lingering in the world, just to make this trip worthwhile.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart.
燕子飞来时正值春社，梨花凋落后便是清明时节。
In the end, we are all just trying to find our place in the universe.
最终，我们只有我们告诉自己的故事。