I was twenty years old, and I wouldn't let anyone say it was the best age of my life.

那時(shí)我二十歲，我不許任何人說這是人生中最美的年紀(jì)。

The final boast was: What the hell, I'm going to live.

最后的豪言壯語是：管它呢，我總要活下去。

The door of my heart is not locked, the handle is a sharp knife, the doorbell rings I do not open, I am waiting, waiting for a knife in the palm of the lunatics break in.

我的心門沒上鎖，把手是把鋒利的刀子，門鈴響了我不開，我在等，在等毫不猶豫讓刀嵌入手心的瘋子闖進(jìn)來。

（我們總是喜歡義無反顧的愛）

I will call upon you in the evening, and repeat this despair.

我還是要在傍晚的時(shí)候去看看你，把這絕望再重復(fù)一遍。

Maybe in different seasons will fall in love with different flowers.

也許在不同的季節(jié)會(huì)愛上不同的花。

I am not unhappy, I actually quite happy, and friends go out to dry food, play, watch movies, watch funny videos, I can laugh, but these are not really let me feel happy things, it is like knee jerk reaction, touch me will laugh, but the end of the smile, even in most of the time, I and happy, but will feel more tired.

我也不是不快樂，我其實(shí)挺快樂的，和朋友出去干飯，玩，看電影，刷搞笑視頻，我都能笑岔過氣去，但這些都不是真正讓我感受到快樂的東西，它就像膝跳反應(yīng)一樣，碰我一下就會(huì)笑，但笑完就結(jié)束了，甚至在大部分時(shí)候，我再與快樂之外，反而會(huì)覺得更加疲憊。

It breaks my heart, and they're talking about perpetual motion machines.

我的心都要碎了，他們卻在討論永動(dòng)機(jī)。

You say you like rain. I want to take you back to the Hadean Eon before 4 billion. There was no sea then.

你說你喜歡下雨，我好想帶你回到40億面前的冥古宙，那時(shí)還沒有海，我們一起在將持續(xù)百萬年的大雨中狂奔。

The scariest thing about insomnia is not being able to fall asleep without being tired, but the irreversible progression to something even more serious: forgetting. In other words, as the sufferer gets used to being sleepless, he or she begins to forget childhood memories, then names and concepts, and finally personal identities, to the point where he or she loses himself and becomes an idiot without a past.

失眠癥最可怕之處不在于毫無倦意不能入睡，而是會(huì)不可逆轉(zhuǎn)地惡化到更嚴(yán)重的境地：遺忘。也就是說，患者慢慢習(xí)慣了無眠的狀態(tài)，就開始淡忘童年的記憶，繼之以事物的名稱和概念，最后是個(gè)人的身份，以至失去自我，淪為沒有過往的白癡。