下一班幸福，几点开？Lifeisfullofconfusinganddisorderingparticulartimeinaparticularlocation,Dothearrangedthingoftenmilliontimeinthebrain,Stepbystep,thelifeishardtoavoiddelicacyandstiffnessNoenthusiasmforever,NounexpectedhappeningofsurprisingandpleasingSo,onlysilentlyaskmyselfinmind"Nexthappiness,whenwillcome?" 人生的纷纷扰扰，杂杂乱乱，在一个特定的时间，特定的地点，做脑海中安排了千万遍的事，一步一骤，人生难免精致，却也死板，永远没有激情，没有意料之外的惊喜。于是，也只有在心里默默地问：下一班幸福，几点开？ Whenourfamilyrelationship,friendship,loveandpersonalrelationshipbecamefourcupsdifferentthickandSubtletea,Atpushacuptochange,alwayshaveabsentmindedhesitation:Whichonearthcupthatissupposedtobefirstdegustedinthebesttastetime,whichfinalcup?Thenthedifferentpersonalwayshaveadifferentchoice.Bigcustomsunderofthesmallcustomsisalwaysnotallowed,sticktoafinaltwist,alwayswishtoobtainanadditionalhappiness. 当我们的亲情、友情、爱情和私情变成了四杯浓淡不一的茶，在推杯换盏间，总有恍惚的迟疑：究竟哪一杯该在味道最好的时候先品，哪一杯该排到最后呢？然后不同的人总有不同的选择。大世俗下的小世俗总是不被允许，坚持到最后，总会获得一份额外的幸福。 Darklight,justlighteachother.Theresponsibilitythatyouandmyshoulderstaketogether,thesuchasonedustcoversup.AfraidonlyafraidthelightissuddenlyputoutintheendlessdarknightandCountlessloneliness. 暗黄的灯光，仅仅也只能照射过彼此。你、我肩上共同担当的责任，犹如一片灰尘遮掩。怕只怕灯丝的突然熄灭在这无尽的黑夜.数不尽的孤单。 Alwaysinsisting.Useironscoopistoocold;Useporcelainscoopistooweak;Awoodscoop,engravedveinssafely,engravedsky'swastelandandglebe'sold.Justashappinessbornintheyears,notinsolent,theeveryactandmovebloomsquietly. 一直坚持着。用铁勺太冰冷；用瓷勺又太脆弱；一只只木勺，刻出了纹理安然，刻出了天荒地老。一如岁月中隐忍着的幸福，不张狂，举手投足间悄然绽放。 Hopeisalwaysmoreexpect,engraveaboneisafatlotlookedClearcantouch,justdontknowwhereendis.Cannotfindtocometotheroadofhour,justbecauseofeyingfoottooverycarefully. 希望总是多过盼望，刻骨而又络络可见，清晰可触，只是不知道终结在哪儿。找不到来时的路，只是因为太小心翼翼的注视脚下。 ThenthewanderingsoulwildcranestandsstillthememoryriverListentowhistleplaytightlyringslowly,Waterrisesashiptogomediumlongthingsofthepast.Waitforaship'spersonWaitforoneandother,ButhesitatealwaysshouldascendwhichshipMissedHadtoconsignthehopetonexttime,Finallywhattowaitforuntilhasnoboatsandshipstocomeandgo,Sunsetwest. 再孤魂野鹤的伫立记忆河头，听着哨子的紧奏慢响，水涨船行中的悠悠往事。等船的人儿，等了一班又一班，却始终犹豫着该登哪一只。错过的，只好把希望寄托到了下一回，终究等到的是没有船只的过往，日落西头。 Sixwordsreallytalktosolveeachroundtoreturntobitterness.Heartoflotusopens,bodysideofgenialbreezeswalks.Constantly,onlyonepondwater.2Ripplebuthavenolanguage,guardedhappinessofthispond.Thisisfromcradletothegraveonealifetime. 六字真言解每一个轮回苦。心头荷花开，身畔暖风走。不变的，只有那一池水。荡漾而无语，守住了这一池的幸福。这就是一生一世。 Happinessissomuchsimple,onyourcenterofpalm,amatchahandcangrasp;Happinessisalsoverydifficult,beforeyourheel,AthousandmountainsandriversbutblunderawaybecauseofDoingnotturnahead. 幸福好简单，就在你手心上，一合手就能握住；幸福又好难，就在你脚跟前，千山万水却因没有转头而错失。 Neverdobelievethatthenextwillbebetter.Blunderaway,neverrepairreturnofregret.Evenmetthegodofshininginadream,Neverask:"Nexthappiness,whenwillcome?" 千万不要相信，下一个会更好，错失了，就是补不回的遗憾。即使在梦中，遇见了那熠熠的神明，也永远不要问：“下一班幸福，几点开？”2
