You are not wrong.
我还是没有办法忘记。
很多事物都会让我想起。
简单的一双鞋、一个淤青、一只小熊、一弯月亮、
某个公园、某间餐厅、某个座位、某首歌曲，
还有，
很多很多。
Stories that I'll perhaps tell,
when I gather enough strength
to bring them out.
You will not forget.
It'll stay there,
and every now and then,
it'll still come.
But one day,
you'll not feel the pain.
It'll be only part of something you once went through.
每晚入眠之前、
每天早上起来之后、
之间
午夜梦醒时，
心特别的痛、
特别的沉重，
思念特别的深、
不该想起，
无须费吹灰之力，
都回来了。
One can be immuned to an illness,
but no one can find an effective dose for the immunity of SADNESS.
When one contracted sadness,
it is through strengthening the heart that one can cure it.
One can hide it in a ball, kick it high,
thinking that no one will ever see it again.
But it might reach the ground one day,
or sometimes the sea and becomes a float.
When it was not seen for quite some time,
it was thought to have drifted away.
Until one day when it rises above the horizon,
one will see it again
the SADNESS.
Don't run away from it.
Pick up the spade of bravery,
fish the sadness from the sea,
find a peaceful place to bury it,
and mark the location as one wishes.
Everytime one walks along the seashore,
one can feel it, sometimes closer, sometimes further.
One may exclaim,
"Oh, it is so cruel for my heart to feel the sadness again, this hurt too much."
But, this is how a heart can be strengthened.
No matter how close you are to the sadness,
unless you try to reach it,
unearth it from the place where you buried it,
it will catch you unexpectedly.
The choice is with you,
either you take control of it,
or let it take charge of your emotions.
我没有那么坚强、那么理智。
我只是问我自己，
要结束，
还是要继续走下去？
如果要结束，
我不会自己结束，
毕竟我不是一个
一哭、二闹、三上吊的人。
那么，
只有等待命运安排我结束。
也就是说，
我必须继续。
我，不怕死。
但是，
非常怕生不如死。
所以，
如果要继续，
我必须向自己交待。
I am not as strong as you think I am,
dear anonymous.
In fact,
most of the time,
I have no idea why I'm still here.
But I'm here.
It's an undeniable fact.
Since so,
I'll try,
no matter how difficult and painful,
I will try.
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