花开一季，人间四季，
你却爱我只有三两天。
A season of flowers, four seasons on earth,
You only love me for three or two days.
我想用最不堪的语言说服自己，不再喜欢你，可是我还是情不自禁的想要爱你，就是没有办法控制自己对你的那种喜欢。
I want to convince myself in the most unbearable language that I don like you anymore, but I still can help but want to love you, but I can control how I like you.
人生往往就是这样：越是喜欢的东西，越是抓不住；越是容易抓住的东西，越是没有那么的喜欢；然后一边失去，一边痛苦，最后活成了那个自己最讨厌的糟糕的自己。
Life is often like this: the more you like things, the more you can grasp; the more easily you grab things, the less you like it; then, while losing, you are suffering, and finally you become the one you hate the most. Yourself.
只要你能够快乐，至于最后在你身边的那个人是不是我，彷佛已经不再那么重要了。
As long as you can be happy, it is as if the person who is by your side is not important anymore.
你们的感情明明已经支离破碎，可还是没有分开，那肯定就是有一个人在卑微的维持着这不堪的爱情。
Your feelings are clearly fragmented, but there is still no separation, it must be that someone is humblely maintaining this unbearable love.
我不管你曾经对我有多好，有多值得我去爱你，我只知道在一放弃我的那一瞬间，你就再也不值得我再为你做任何事。
I don care how good you have been for me and how worthwhile I am to love you. I only know that the moment you give up on me, you will never be worthwhile to do anything for you.
后来，我成了一个自己讨厌的人，没有人喜欢，也不喜欢别人，就像所有有关于爱的美好都消失了，消失在过去，消失在你给我的那个曾经。
Later, I became a person I hate. No one likes it or likes others. Just like all the beauty about love has disappeared, disappeared in the past, disappeared in the past you gave me.
小时候睡觉醒来，枕头会湿，那是梦里偷吃留下的口水，长大后，枕头会湿，那是半夜想起你，止不住流下的眼泪。
When I woke up when I was a child, the pillow would get wet. That was the saliva left in my dream of eating. When I grew up, the pillow would get wet. That was when I remembered you in the middle of the night and couldn stop the tears.
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