脸上的泪还未干，我终于知道了什么叫情何以堪。

Tears on her face is not dry, I finally know what call.

youdao

心已死，泪已干，不堪回首魂亦牵，梦惊醒，不了情，往事如烟挥不去，亦虚亦实，亦爱亦恨，叶落无声花自残。

My heart, my tears have dried cannot bear to think of the past, the soul is pulled, dream awake, love, things we can't, it is also true, but also love is hate, Yela silent flower self-mutilation.

youdao

笙歌散尽，千里催，相顾无言泪已干，料得年年肠断处，不寻常。

Song of the Flute cleared, thousands of miles urging, the same care for silent tears have dried material was heartbroken Department every year, unusual.

youdao