飘渺前尘，注定只成为我一个人的朱砂墨迹。
现在前两部《行过洛津》和《风前尘埃》已经出版。
Now the first two Passed through Luo Jin and Dust Before the Wind have been published.
我在这篇文里对于母亲的零星追忆，只是这十一年里的前尘影事。
In this article the mothers of sporadic memories, just the eleven years of the past.
前尘过往，人事沧桑，以为花开是一份誓言，等花儿凋谢的时候才肯相信那不过是一场约定。
Cheng pulls in the past, personnel vicissitudes of life, that bloom is a vow, and so when the flowers withered before they agree to believe it is nothing but a convention.
手捧一束紫薇花，坐在七月的微风中，轻轻梳理前尘，一缕馨香情愫萦绕于心，顿悟，岁月是如此静好。
Holding a bundle of crape myrtle flowers, sitting in the July's breeze, gently comb the past, a wisp of fragrance lingering in the heart of sincerity, insight, the time is so quiet.
手捧一束紫薇花，坐在七月的微风中，轻轻梳理前尘，一缕馨香情愫萦绕于心，顿悟，岁月是如此静好。
Holding a bundle of crape myrtle flowers, sitting in the July's breeze, gently comb the past, a wisp of fragrance lingering in the heart of sincerity, insight, the time is so quiet.
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