每一个时刻所能捕捉的东西是有限的 甚至每一段记忆所能缅怀的一切也是有限的（上）

也许是这样。

 

 

 

黄昏

Looking into the sunset I can't help but notice

that despite her beauty,

a sense of struggle and hopeless surround the sky .

Deep inside you realize that this day is gone,

and everything that It had brought is lost forever.

Every thought,every action,every dream,every hope,

every sight,every sound is gone.

There is no chance of every being returned the same,

exactly the same.

For every moment has a limit to what it can capture,

Every memory has a limit to what it had retrieve.



凝望夕阳，我无法抑止地看到，

无论她是如何的美丽动人，

挣扎和绝望依然萦绕天幕，

内心深处，你明白今日已逝，

它所带来的一切也永远消失了，

每一脉思想，每一次行动，每一个梦想，每一线希望

每一幅景象，每一缕声音，都消逝而去，

一切都不可能还复如初，

和原来一模一样，

只因每一个时刻所能捕捉的东西是有限的，

甚至每一段记忆所能缅怀的一切也是有限的