He is dream.

 There has old wind,old trees and old road,but except the old you.旧的风，旧的树，旧的路，只是唯独没有旧的你。

 You can't go back. That's growth.回不去了，这就是成长。

 You are the reason why I became stronger.But still，you are my weakness.因为你，我懂得了成长，可你，依旧是我的伤。

 There is no one like me, miss should not miss.有没有人像我一样，思念不该思念的人。

 Sometimes, you don't get over things. You just learn to live with the pain.有时候，我们并非走出了伤痛，不过是学会了带着伤痛继续生活。

 Relationship between fade is worse than quarrel.关系渐淡比吵架更可怕。

 People can be disappointed to what extent, but repeatedly refresh.人能失望到什么程度，却屡屡刷新。

 The dream is always broken. The heart is always tired.是梦总会碎，是心总会累。

 The missing that didn't say, turned into black rim of eyes finally.没说出口的思念，最后都变成了黑眼圈。

 Sorrow is hard enough, let alone hide sadness.悲伤已经够难受了, 更何况是隐藏悲伤。