而我每每想到在旧餐桌上度过的那段美好的时光，就会记起，我的儿子其实是我心灵的寄托，也是我的亲生骨肉。
Instead, I think of that oasis of time at our dining table then I remember that my son is, above all, a child of my heart, as well as my womb.
它们毒害年轻人的心灵，腐化年轻人的灵魂。 正是它们，让年轻人坐在沙发上虚度时光，沉浸于危险重重的幻想世界。
THEY poison the mind and corrupt the morals of the young, who waste their time sitting on sofas immersed in dangerous fantasy worlds.
它构筑起心灵的家园，使那些不曾存在的、未加呈现的或已然湮没在时光洪流中的一事一物在精神的天空中翩跹起舞。
It is the ability of the mind to build mental scenes, objects or events that do not exist, are not present or have happened in the past.
牧场是我心灵的港湾，停泊着我那逝去时光的美好记忆，不迁不移。
The ranch served as my anchor, holding passing memories of magical times.
阅读，带来不经意间的心灵悸动，带来未曾体会的精神旅途。阅读的时光，心中安静。
Reading, bring you heart throb, bring not spiritual journey. Reading time, quiet in my heart.
咖啡吧里，优雅交织着浪漫，心灵流淌着音乐，时光暂停了脚步。
In the coffee room, elegance mixed with romance, music playing upon my heart, time had stopped for a while.
时光荏苒，我自清欢，是否有一个地方，可以安置我漂泊的心灵港湾。
Time flies, I Qinghuan, is there a place for me, wandering heart.
光阴似箭，我惟恐抓不住这飞逝的时光，让岁月来塑造我美好的心灵。
Time flies, I fear to seize this fleeting time, so that years to shape my beautiful soul.
一小我私家真要做到从容念书，没有把念书看成心灵义务，没有把一段青春时光托付给高尚的思想和真诚的文字，那简陋是不行的。
A man is really to do calmly reading, not treat reading as a soul, without giving a duty entrusted to noble DuanQingChun time thoughts and sincere words, that generally is no good.
一个人安坐，沉思并且休息，这真是不错的时光，你的心灵也许暂时厌倦了，所以给自己些时间。
This is a good time for solitude, quiet, or contemplative activities and rest. Your spirits may be temporarily depressed, so take some time for yourself.
藏在心灵的角落，我的情感被压抑着。随着时光的流逝，他们变得强烈，一旦被释放出来，就不可收拾。
Hidden in the corner of soul, my feelings are oppressed. As time goes by, they grow intensive and are out of my control once set free.
时光流逝，我的记忆因为你而更加美丽。时空不会改变我们心灵的距离，我一直都能够感到你的存在、你的呼吸。
Because of you, memories will be more beautiful in the passing of years. Time and distance will not change the distance between our hearts, I can still feel your presence and breath all the time.
谁能懂得心灵会死，因爱已消亡？只有时光。
And who can say why your heart cries, When your love dies? Only time...
但那就是那段恍惚时光里我心灵史中最真实的思想。
But trance is that time in my mind the most authentic history of thought.
我们忘却了那些当我们与心灵交汇时的美好时光，比如说当我们观望著日落时的那份美丽和宁静。
What we forget are the sweet moments of being present with ourselves like we are when watching a sunset.
我应该踏上寻找心灵伴侣的旅程、向单身的时光挥别么？
Should I ransom my freedom? Should I embark on the great search for my soul mate and willingly kiss my single days goodbye forever?
我应该踏上寻找心灵伴侣的旅程、向单身的时光挥别么？
Should I ransom my freedom? Should I embark on the great search for my soul mate and willingly kiss my single days goodbye forever?
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