Classic poetry: Waiting is love itself

2012-03-19 「 773 words / 2 minute 」
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总希望在风雨欲来的时候,抱紧一些不想放弃的想法。
We just can't let go, when the storm is ahead.
她一直坚持宁缺毋滥,相信最好的值得耐心等待。
She has been patient, believing the best is worth the wait.
偏偏最后掉下的红苹果,通常是酸的。
Yet the last apple fallen from the tree is usually sour.
而惊心动魄的伟大爱情,通常不是等来的。
The love that rocks your soul is hardly the result of a long wait.
我用力抓紧世界,最终却仍被世界淘汰。
I held tight to the world, but rejected.
如果一开始就松手,我的痛苦会不会少些?
If I had saved the effort, would the pain be less?
在自己面前应该一直留有一个地方,然后去爱。
Save a place for yourself, before going out to love.
不知道是谁,不知道如何去爱,也不知道可以爱多久。
You don't have to know who to love, how to love, or how long your love will last.
只是等待一次爱情,也许永远都没有人,可是这种等待就是爱情本身。
Just wait for the one time. Maybe there will never be the one. But just wait, because it already is your reward.