花样年华 1：End of Summer, Beginning of Solitude 夏季的结束，孤独的开始-玧其
英语：大黑
中文（翻译）：우유ARMY
未经允许不许二传！！！ 有翻译问题直接私！！
YoonGi
25 June Year 20
玧其
6月25日 20岁
As soon as I stepped into the room, I took out an envelope from the bottom drawer of the desk. I took out the half burned piano key from the envelope, threw it into the trash can, and lay down on the bed. I was still breathing hard and couldn’t stop my mind from racing.
我一走进房间，就从书桌最下面的抽屉里拿出一个信封。我从信封里拿出烧了一半的钢琴键,扔进了垃圾桶,躺在床上。我的呼吸仍然急促，无法停止我的思绪。
I went back to the burned down house once after the funeral. A skeleton of what used to be a piano was still standing where Mom’s room used to be. I flopped down on the ground. The afternoon sunlight climbed over the window and then shrank away. I raised my head and saw several piano keys in the distance. What notes were they? How many times had her fingers touched those keys? I stood up and put one of the keys in my pocket.
有一次，我在葬礼后回到了被烧毁的房子。一架曾经是钢琴的骨架仍然矗立在妈妈的房间里。我扑通一声倒在地上。午后的阳光爬过窗户，然后又消失了。我抬起头，看见远处有几个琴键。是什么笔记?她的手指碰过那些琴键多少次?我站起来，把一个琴键放在口袋里。
Four years had passed. The house was failed with silence. Silence that drove me crazy. It was past ten, so Dad must’ve gone to bed. Everything and everyone inside the house had to keep still after he went to bed. That was the rule. I wasn’t familiar with such deep silence. Or with being punctual and following the rules. It was even more unbearable that I was living in this house despite all that. I was receiving an allowance from him, I was eating dinner with him, and I was getting scolded by him. I sometimes challenged him and caused trouble, but I didn't have the courage to desert him, to run away and find true freedom.
中文（翻译）：우유ARMY
未经允许不许二传！！！ 有翻译问题直接私！！
YoonGi
25 June Year 20
玧其
6月25日 20岁
As soon as I stepped into the room, I took out an envelope from the bottom drawer of the desk. I took out the half burned piano key from the envelope, threw it into the trash can, and lay down on the bed. I was still breathing hard and couldn’t stop my mind from racing.
我一走进房间，就从书桌最下面的抽屉里拿出一个信封。我从信封里拿出烧了一半的钢琴键,扔进了垃圾桶,躺在床上。我的呼吸仍然急促，无法停止我的思绪。
I went back to the burned down house once after the funeral. A skeleton of what used to be a piano was still standing where Mom’s room used to be. I flopped down on the ground. The afternoon sunlight climbed over the window and then shrank away. I raised my head and saw several piano keys in the distance. What notes were they? How many times had her fingers touched those keys? I stood up and put one of the keys in my pocket.
有一次，我在葬礼后回到了被烧毁的房子。一架曾经是钢琴的骨架仍然矗立在妈妈的房间里。我扑通一声倒在地上。午后的阳光爬过窗户，然后又消失了。我抬起头，看见远处有几个琴键。是什么笔记?她的手指碰过那些琴键多少次?我站起来，把一个琴键放在口袋里。
Four years had passed. The house was failed with silence. Silence that drove me crazy. It was past ten, so Dad must’ve gone to bed. Everything and everyone inside the house had to keep still after he went to bed. That was the rule. I wasn’t familiar with such deep silence. Or with being punctual and following the rules. It was even more unbearable that I was living in this house despite all that. I was receiving an allowance from him, I was eating dinner with him, and I was getting scolded by him. I sometimes challenged him and caused trouble, but I didn't have the courage to desert him, to run away and find true freedom.
斗罗大陆独孤雁被独孤博上