独一无二的你

鹿鹿，请允许我这样称谓，在我心中，独一无二的你。就算韶华易逝，如星辰般陨落，然而，忆取一段似水年华里你我的美好邂逅，此生无憾矣。

或许，我的言语不够动听。

也可能，我的表达总过苍白。

可是，没有谁像我一般爱着你，用整个生命，开出一朵绚丽的花，在你的年华里，独予你一世馨香，独予你瓣瓣浓情。

我想，你大概会笑话我的，因为，我真的在遇见你之前，并不知道相思为何，情为哪般，痛苦么，也是浅浅一尝罢了。

入我相思门，知我相思苦。个中滋味，也只有自己体会，在外人看来，并不足以挂齿的事情，我却总是印在心里，不过是一个眼神，不过是一句无心的话吧，可我却记得那么清楚。我以为，是我的记性太好，后来才发现，并不是如此，因为，我对别的事，总是不能清晰再现，单单关于你的一切，我总是一丝一毫埋在心里。

记起关于你的一切，总是带着浓浓的喜悦，却又有着淡淡的莫名哀愁，只因为，我怕在经年以后，我会忘记你的模样，你的笑脸，你说过的话，以及与有你关的一切，那是一件多么无奈而又痛苦的事情，只要这么一想，我就觉得整个心被紧紧的缠绕，窒息到透不过气来。所以，我想，我应该在保留着所有关于你的记忆的时候，便投入轮回，然后，巧妙的躲过孟婆递来的那一碗汤，带着对你的记忆，在下世，依然能把你寻找。

鹿鹿，在这茫茫世界，渺渺红尘，我们的相遇，算是偶然吧?我有时会这样想，但是，为何这偶然得来的缘分，偏偏却是你，而不是别人?那么，我们的相遇，算是必须吧?可在此之前，上苍从未给我哪怕半点的暗示。我在青春的路上，风风雨雨，做着各种各样莫名奇妙的梦，看着旅途中千姿百态的风景，我拔山涉水，我对酒当歌，那么漫长的岁月，独不见你入梦来。直到看见你的笑脸，我才猛然清醒，那个时常在梦里出现的隐隐约约看不到的影像，原来是你。

人们总是说，倘若爱得太深，总会迷失自己，卑微的爱，难免会长出苦涩的果实。可能，这是有道理的，但是现在，我懒得去管，我也不去介意什么迷失，什么卑微，我只知道，我愿意不顾一切的去爱你，即便是飞蛾扑火，也在所不惜。我知道，流星划过美丽的最后是消陨，而我愿意做那一颗流星，给你璀璨到以消亡之代价换来的华美。我亦知道，花至荼蘼花事了，我却甘愿化作一季繁花，以无法相媲的风华惊艳你的流光岁月。

英语翻译

Lulu, please allow me to call it this way. In my heart, you are the only one. Even if the youth is perishable and falls like stars, however, remembering a beautiful encounter between you and me in the watery years, there is no regret in this life.

Perhaps my words are not pleasant enough.

It is also possible that my expression is always pale.

However, no one loves you like me, and spends his whole life, blooming a gorgeous flower, in your years, I will give you a sweet fragrance and love you.

I think you might laugh at me, because before I really met you, I didn't know what Acacia was, what kind of love it was, and whether it was painful, it was just a simple taste.

Enter the door of my lovesickness, knowing that I am sad. The taste of this is only my own experience. In the eyes of outsiders, it is not enough to be a matter of concern, but I always imprint it in my heart. It is just a look, but an unintentional sentence, but I remember it so clearly. I thought that my memory was too good, but later I found out that it was not so, because I can't clearly reproduce other things. I always bury everything about you in my heart.

I remember everything about you, always with deep joy, but also with a touch of inexplicable sadness, just because I am afraid that after years, I will forget your appearance, your smiling face, and what you have said. And everything that is related to you, that is such a helpless and painful thing. As long as I think about it, I feel that my whole heart is tightly entangled, suffocated to breathless. So, I think, I should throw myself into reincarnation while keeping all the memories about you, and then cleverly avoid the bowl of soup handed over by Po Meng, with the memory of you, in the next life, I will still be able to Look for you.

Lulu, in this boundless world, we meet by chance, isn't it accidental? I sometimes think this way, but why is this accidental fate, but it is you, not someone else? Then, our meeting, Is it necessary? But before that, God never gave me even the slightest hint. I am on the road of youth, with ups and downs, dreaming all kinds of inexplicable dreams, watching the scenery in various shapes and forms during the journey, I wading through the mountains and wading through the rivers, I am singing the song of wine, so long years, I can’t see you alone. Come. It wasn't until I saw your smiling face that I suddenly became sober. The vaguely invisible image that often appeared in my dreams turned out to be you.

People always say that if you love too deeply, you will always lose yourself, and humble love will inevitably grow bitter fruits. Maybe, it makes sense, but now, I don’t bother to care about it, I don’t mind what is lost, what is humble, I only know that I am willing to love you desperately, even if it is moths to the fire, they are still there. Do not hesitate. I know that when the meteor passes through the beauty, it disappears at the end, and I am willing to be that meteor, to give you the beauty that is so bright as the price of death. I also know that when the flower is in full bloom, I am willing to turn into a season of blooming flowers, to amaze you with unparalleled elegance.