I`m looking at our wedding photo now, the one on our dressing table, next to your jewellery box. I think of how young and innocent we were back then. I remember being on the church steps grinning like a Cheshire cat, when you said how dashing and handsome I looked in my uniform. The photo is old and faded now, but when I look at it, I only see the bright vibrant colors of our youth. I can still remember every detail of the pretty wedding dress your mother made for you, with its fine delicate lace and pretty pearls. If I concentrate hard enough, I can smell the sweetness of your wedding bouquet as you held it so proudly for everyone to see.
现在我正在看我们的结婚照片,就在我们的梳妆台上,在你的首饰盒旁边。我们那时是那么的年轻与单纯。我回想着我们一步步踏入结婚的礼堂,回想着你说我穿着这礼服是如此帅气阳光。现在,照片已经老旧褪色,但每当我看它时,我只看到你年轻时的光鲜。我仍然记得你母亲为你做的婚纱,每一个细节我都记忆犹新,那轻柔细腻的花边,那晶莹剔透的珍珠。稍微努力一下,我仍能闻到你手中花朵的芳香。