Three o'clock in the morning, turne

Three o'clock in the morning, turned off the lights and lie on the bed ready to end this day...

Michael, my side was raining, and you over there?

I often discuss with people about what is the most beautiful thing in the world?

I always answered in the affirmative, if there really is such a thing, is that this life I met you and fell in love with you...

But, the pain of missing, It is gradually devouring me, made me want to hide, want toescape...

So some time ago I started to leave the crowd, wanted to leave everything about you...

During this time, I tried to leave all about you, thinking that I would gradually no longer be sad. However, after a lapse of several months, my tears down involuntarily... still can't help but shed, I don't even have to look at photos, eyes will emerge your appearance, your eyes, your smile, everything, playing all those images clearly in my head, I can't help but thinking of you, will unconsciously thinking of you...

I thought I could no longer be broken, I thought I could no longer sad, it turned out that I just strong suppression myself put down and hidden my missing, buried very deep...almost fooled myself. I still live my life, but I found myself in my own way miss you, listen to some songs, watching some movies, concerned about certain things, already formed certain habits, let me always at all times no way not to think of you. I will think of your smile, think of your tone, think of your gesture, your voice, your expression, your posture, and you will appeared in every life events that are not associated with you. Missing from my eyes wanton flowing, close my eyes, eyes still be you...

Michael, I was such a fool, how stupid I do not recognize myself, because do not know when to start, endless missing you has become a habit in my life, my life, my life has been closely connected with you, impossible to separate...

結果 (繁體中文) 1:

3 上午清晨，關掉燈和躺在床上準備結束這一天......邁克爾，我這邊下著雨，你在那邊嗎？我經常討論與人在世界的最美的東西是什麼呢？我總是回答是肯定的如果真有這樣的事，是這樣的生活我遇見你，愛上了你......但是，思念的痛苦，它逐漸吞噬我，讓我想躲，想要 toescape...所以前段時間我開始，離開人群，想要離開你的一切......在此期間，試著離開你認為我會漸漸的不再是悲傷的事兒。然而，時隔幾個月，我的眼淚不由自主地下來...仍然不禁流下，甚至不用看照片，眼前會浮現你的外表，你的眼睛，你的笑，玩所有這些圖像清楚地在我腦海中的一切，不禁想著你，會不自覺地對你的思念......I thought I could no longer be broken, I thought I could no longer sad, it turned out that I just strong suppression myself put down and hidden my missing, buried very deep...almost fooled myself. I still live my life, but I found myself in my own way miss you, listen to some songs, watching some movies, concerned about certain things, already formed certain habits, let me always at all times no way not to think of you. I will think of your smile, think of your tone, think of your gesture, your voice, your expression, your posture, and you will appeared in every life events that are not associated with you. Missing from my eyes wanton flowing, close my eyes, eyes still be you...Michael, I was such a fool, how stupid I do not recognize myself, because do not know when to start, endless missing you has become a habit in my life, my life, my life has been closely connected with you, impossible to separate...

結果 (繁體中文) 2:

三點鐘早上，關了燈躺在床上準備結束這一天......

邁克爾，我這邊正下著雨，你在那裡？

我經常和什麼是最美麗的東西在人們討論世界嗎？

我總是回答是肯定的，如果真的有這樣的事，是我這輩子遇見你，愛上你......

可是，缺失的痛苦，它正在逐漸吞噬著我，讓我想躲起來，想toescape ......

所以，前一段時間，我開始離開人群，想離開你的一切......

在這段時間裡，我試圖離開你的一切，以為我會漸漸不再傷心。然而，幾個月過去了，我的眼淚不由自主地往下......還是忍不住地流下，我甚至不須看照片，眼前就會浮現你的容顏，你的眼睛，你的笑容，應有盡有，打所有這些在我的腦海清晰的圖像，我不禁在想你，會不自覺地想你......

我以為我再也無法被打破，我以為我可以不再悲傷，原來，我只是強抑制自己放下和隱藏我的思念埋得很深......幾乎愚弄了自己。我還是過我的生活，但我發現自己在我自己的方式懷念你，聽一些歌，看一些電影，關注某些事情，已經形成了一定的習慣，讓我總是在任何時候都沒有辦法不去想你。我會想起你的微笑，覺得你的語氣，覺得你的姿態，你的聲音，你的表情，你的姿勢，你會出現在不與你相關的每一個生命的事件。從我眼前肆意流淌，缺少閉上雙眼，眼睛依然是你......

邁克爾，我就是這樣一個傻瓜，多麼愚蠢，我不承認我自己，因為不知道什麼時候開始，無盡的思念你已經成為一種習慣我的生活，我的生活，我的生活一直與你聯繫，不可能分開...

結果 (繁體中文) 3:

早上三點，關掉燈，躺在床上準備結束這一天…米迦勒，我的身邊在下雨，你在那邊嗎？我經常和人們討論什麼是世界上最美麗的東西？我總是回答是肯定的，如果真的有這樣的一件事，是，這輩子我遇見了你，愛上了你…但是，思念的痛苦，它逐漸吞噬我，讓我想躲起來，想逃避…所以前一段時間我開始離開人群，想留下關於你的一切…在這段時間內，我試著離開所有關於你的一切，我想我會漸漸不再悲傷。然而，時隔幾個月，我的眼淚不由自主地掉了下來…仍然不能幫助，但棚，我甚至沒有看的照片，眼睛會出現你的外觀，你的眼睛，你的微笑，一切，在我的腦海中清晰地播放所有這些影像，我不能不想你，會不知不覺地想起你…我以為我再也不能破碎了，我以為我再也不能難過了，原來我只是堅強的壓抑著自己放下了我的思念，埋藏得很深……幾乎騙了我自己。我仍然過著我的生活，但我發現我自己在我自己的管道想念你，聽一些歌曲，看一些電影，關心某些事情，已經形成了一定的習慣，讓我總是在任何時候都沒有辦法不去想你。我會想起你的微笑，想起你的語氣，想起你的姿態，你的聲音，你的表情，你的姿勢，你會出現在每一個與你無關的生活事件中。思念從我的眼睛肆意流淌，閉上我的眼睛，眼睛依然是你…米迦勒，我是這樣一個傻瓜，我多麼愚蠢不承認自己，因為不知道什麼時候開始，無盡的思念你已成為我生活中的一種習慣，我的生活，我的生活一直與你緊密相連，不可能分開…