这样的世界每天每天，像抽丝般的，缠绕成一个透明的茧，虚荣和嫉妒所筑就的心脏容器里，被日益地灌注进粘稠的墨汁。发臭了 The world every day, like that, in a twist of the cocoon, vanity and jealousy are 筑就 heart, has been increasingly on pouring into the ink. smells
那些悲怆的情绪，沿着脚底，像接通了回路，流进了四肢，那些情绪，被拉扯着朝上涌动，积蓄在眼眶周围，快要流出来了 Those miserable mood and, like the bottom line is through the circuit, in every limb, the feeling, was to pull at last, savings in her eyes, and soon began to flow
放弃自己的世界，一定是更加的心痛的感觉吧，非常非常的舍不得，可是却没有更多的力气去挽留了，而在那个世界放弃自己的时候，自己已经慢慢地松开手了 Give up the world, it must be more heart ache felt, very very stingy, but not more strength to keep, and in the world to give up, he had been slowly relaxed her hands off
任何的肌肉太过用力，都会因为在分解释放能量时缺氧而形成乳酸，于是就会感到酸痛 那么，心里的那些满满的酸楚是因为心太过用力了吗？ Any muscles too hard, will be for the release of energy into the form of oxygen and Acid, and will feel sore so, full of disappointment because the heart is too hard?
已经也不知道为什么会这样的用尽力气？觉得像是有些东西在飞速地离开自己的世界，所以想要抓紧一些，更紧一些，紧的透不过气来也没有关系，只要不离开自己的世界 Have no idea why this tried strength. feel as something by leaps and bounds, i left the world, so i'd like to seize some and give some of the wind, it doesn't matter, but if we don't leave of his world