把我当作你的竖琴吧，有如树林：尽管我的叶落了，那有什么关系！

Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own!

youdao

一定有些什么，在叶落之后是我所必须放弃的，是十六岁时的那本日记，还是我藏了一生的，那些美丽的如山百合般的秘密。

There must be something I have to abandon after the leaves fall, is that diary written at my sixteen, or those beautiful lilylike secrets which all my life I have been keeping?

youdao

一定有些什么，在叶落之后是我所必须放弃的，是十六岁时的那本日记，还是我藏了一生的，那些美丽的如山百合般的秘密。

There must be something, which is what I have to drop after leaves fall. Is it that diary of mine written at sixteen, or those beautiful lilylike secrets cherished for a whole life?

youdao