一天
Day
平平无奇的日常，时而有点小情绪，就如同有着简单质感的碎片。
The mediocre daily life sometimes has a little emotion, just like a fragment with a simple texture.
365天，
是三百六十五个一天，
十二个一月，一个一年，
十分之一个一期，几十分之一个一生。
365 days,
It's three hundred and sixty-five days,
Twelve months, one year,
One tenth of a period, one tenth of a lifetime.
一天
Day
平平无奇的日常，时而有点小情绪，就如同有着简单质感的碎片。
The mediocre daily life sometimes has a little emotion, just like a fragment with a simple texture.
一月
Month
循序渐进的生活，让人察觉不到它的流逝，也无法辨别我们的位置。
A step-by-step life makes people unaware of its passing and unable to discern our location.
一年
Year
模糊的碎片，看似无序，却最终以它的规律拼合成我们的模样。
The fuzzy fragments seem to be disordered, but finally they are combined into our appearance by its rules.
一期
Period
当我们回首过往，重新审视自己，那些过去平日不在意的琐碎，如今已无法忽略。
When we look back and look at ourselves again, the trivial things that we didn't care about in the past can no longer be ignored.
一生
Lifetime
有序与无序之间，某一刻的你或许是与过去平行时的拼合。
Between order and disorder, at a certain moment you may be a combination of when you are parallel to the past.
如果记忆是一张图片，用它存在形式阐述人一生不可见的面貌。看似无序，当你特殊排布后便会发觉它的有序。每天都有它存在的意义，每一次经历都没有被真正忘记，这些都是记忆拼图的原料，拼接着我们的人生。
"Our story started to be dull, we experienced joy, and we disappeared silently.No one knows whether it is your neglect or my fault. For me, the ending of feelings is always indifferent, as if prepared. Perhaps, it is time, you and my forgetting, destined his silence. Like a missing puzzle, there is no way to find it. "
