《怦然心动》
A painting is more than the sum of its parts. A cow by itself is just a cow. A meadow by itself is just grass, flowers. And the sun peeking through the trees is just a beam of light. But you put them all together and it can be magic.
一幅画不是众多物件简单拼凑而成的。牛只是一头牛，草地也只有青草和鲜花，而穿过树枝的阳光也仅仅只是一束光，但如果将它们放到一起，就会产生魔一般的魅力。
The higher I got, the more amazed I was by the view.
我爬得越高，眼前的风景便愈发迷人。
Some days the sunsets would be purple and pink. And some days they were a blazing orange setting fire to the clouds on the horizon. It was during one of those sunsets that my father's idea of the whole being greater than the sum of its parts moved from my head to my heart.
有时落日泛起紫红的余晖，有时散发出橘红色的火光燃起天边的晚霞。在这绚烂的日落景象中，我慢慢领悟了父亲所说的整体胜于局部总和的道理。
Sometimes a little discomfort in the beginning can save a whole lot of pain down the road.
有时起初的隐忍可以避免一路的疼痛。
Some of us get dipped in flat, some in satin, some in gloss. But every once in a while you find someone who's iridescent, and when you do, nothing will ever compare.
有些人沦为平庸浅薄，金玉其外，而败絮其中。可不经意间，有一天你会遇到一个彩虹般绚丽的人，从此以后，其他人就不过是匆匆浮云。
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The first day I met Bryce Loski, I flipped. It was those eyes, something in those dazzling eyes.
见到布莱斯·罗斯基的第一天，我心动了。他的双眸有种魔力让我如痴如醉。
The next thing I know, he's holding my hand and looking right into my eyes. My heart stopped. Was this it? Would this be my first kiss?
接下来，我所知道的就是，他紧紧握住我的手，与我深情对视。我的心跳停止了。就要来了吗？我的初吻就要来了吗？
Sherry Stalls was nothing but a whiny, gossipy, backstabbing flirt. All hair and no substance. And there she was holding hands with Bryce. My Bryce. The one who was walking around with my first kiss.
雪利·斯道尔斯是个絮絮叨叨、阴险毒辣的长舌妇，头发长见识短。可她竟然牵起了布莱斯的手。那可是我的布莱斯！带着我的初吻到处招摇的布莱斯！
- And she's been stalking me since the second grade.
- Well, a girl like that doesn't live next door to everyone.
- 她从二年级起就老是缠着我。
- 这种女孩可是可遇不可求的。
One’s character is set at an early age. I'd hate to see you swim out so far you can't swim back.
从小看到老，我可不愿看到你做边城浪子回不了头。
The way she talked about what it felt like to be up in that tree to be held above the earth, brushed by the wind. Who in junior high talks like that? This weird feeling started taking over in the pit of my stomach and I didn't like it.
她说起那种置身树梢的感觉时说就像被高高举起，微风拂面。哪个初中生会说出这样的话呢？这种怪怪的感觉在我胃里翻腾，我不喜欢这种感觉。
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
树上掉下的苹果它落的地离树能有多远？
And I realized Garrett was right about one thing: I had flipped. Completely.
我意识到加利特一件事是说对了：我心动了。完全心动了。
《其实他没那么喜欢你》
Every movie we see, every story we’re told, implores us to wait for it. The third act twist. The unexpected declaration of love. The exception to the rule. But sometimes we’re so focused on finding our happy ending, we don’t learn how to read the signs, how to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don’t, the ones who will stay from the ones who will leave. And maybe this happy ending doesn’t include a wonderful guy. Maybe it’s you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this: Knowing that through all the unreturned phone calls, and broken hearts, through all the blunders and misread signals, through all of the pain and embarrassment, you never, ever gave up hope.
我们看过的每一部电影，听过的每一个故事，都叫到我们去等待真爱。那经典三段式、意想不到的告白、相信自己是那个例外。但有时我们太过于专注最后的好结果，以致忽略了身边的那些信号，忘了怎样去分辨那些真正想要和我们在一起的人和迟早会离开我们的人。或许有的完美结局里并没有男主人公。或许你就能靠你自己，整理碎片，重新开始，轻松淡定只为更美好的未来。可能那个完美的结局就是，向前走。又或许完美结局是这样的：在经历了无数次的拒绝，伤心，无数次的自作多情，和数不清的痛苦和尴尬之后，你依旧（对真爱）满怀希冀。
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