Youth is gone away from me. Fortunately, the smell still comes from it.
最远的青春是童年。小伙伴用三五颗糖果，换了我一本小人书。之后，我又用三五颗糖果，把它换了回来。小人书看过很多遍了，可还是舍不得把它放到别人那里，还是喜欢放在自己的枕头下面。
The farthest youth is the childhood. The little partner exchanged 35 sweets for my little book. After that, I returned it with 35 sweets. The book has been read many times, but still reluctant to put it in someone else's place, or like to put it under his pillow.
喜欢将丢弃的圆珠笔笔芯放到水里，让水面荡漾起一圈彩色的涟漪，那是把蓝色剥离后的颜色，是阳光的颜色。没有人在意这小小的污染，只当那是一个孩子，有着色彩斑斓的心。
Like to discard the ballpoint pen into the water, let the water ripple a circle of color ripples, that is the color of the stripped blue, is the color of the sun. No one cares about this little pollution. It's only a child. It has a colorful heart.
讨厌一个人，会在墙上写上他的名字，然后写几句咒骂的话。过几天，和好如初，又偷偷地跑来把那个名字涂掉，换成另一个人的名字。直到我们渐渐辨别了是非，渐渐地长大。
Hate a person, will write his name on the wall, and then write a few curse words. A few days later, when he was reconciled, he sneaked off and changed the name to another person's name. Until we gradually distinguish right from wrong and grow up gradually.
最疼的青春是爱情。青春年少，不懂珍惜。你在，我就与你牵手，一刻都不想松开。可是和你分开，我却也不伤感，这样可以独享思念的芬芳。
The most painful youth is love. Youth is young, I don't know how to cherish it. When you are here, I will hold hands with you and do not want to untie for a moment. But apart from you, I am not sentimental, so I can enjoy the fragrance of missing.
春天有多少伤口都不怕，因为坚信，在夏天会找到一块块补丁补好。
How many wounds are there in spring, because I firmly believe that patches will be patched up in summer.
吵架拌嘴就像夏天的麻雀一样不可或缺，不管不顾地在纯洁的爱情里泼谎言的脏水，就像在雪白的墙上钉钉子，你是心疼那钉子，还是心疼那无辜的白？
Quarrelling is as indispensable as a summer sparrow, regardless of the dirty water that is lying in the pure love, like a nail on the white wall. Are you the nail or the innocent white heart?
爱情其实只是一颗不知道名字的果，被涂上了红晕。看着诱人，但只有吃下去才知道里面是酸还是甜。而所谓的婚姻，不过是风花雪月正在凋零，柴米油盐长势日盛。现在才知道，生活，不都是光洁如新的，也有生锈的一面。这并不妨碍我爱一切唱歌的人，爱一切从我窗前走过，借我的窗玻璃拢一拢头发，展露笑容的人。
Love is actually a fruit that does not know its name, and has been painted red. Watching attractive, but only eat to know whether it is sour or sweet. But the so-called marriage is just fading away, and the daily necessities are growing fast. Now I know that life is not all bright and fresh, but also rusty. This does not prevent me from loving all the singing people. I love all those who walk past my window and borrow my window glass to fold their hair and smile.
青春里习惯了挥霍，以为一切都还可以重来，所以肆无忌惮地绽开，怒放。曾经的青春，被我典当给了谎言、烈酒、霓虹、八卦……我把大把的热情都赋予了青春，它却只给我打了一张白条，多少年过去了，时光依旧死乞白赖，不肯还债。
Youth is used to squandering, thinking that everything can come back again, so it blossomed unscrupulously and burst into full bloom. Once I was young, I was told to lie, wine, neon and gossip by my pawn. I gave all my enthusiasm to youth, but it only played a white bill for me. How many years passed, and the time was still dying.
现在，我把青春典当给了回忆，什么时候，我才能赎它回家？
Now, I recollection the youth pawn. When can I redeem it home?