梦千寻你曾以为秋天才会伤感。每年当叶子从树上掉落，光秃秃的枝干在寒风中映照着冬日凄冷的阳光，你身体的一部分就死亡了。但是你知道春天总会来的，正如你知道河水结冰后会重新潺潺流淌一样。当冷雨绵延不断，扼杀了春天，就好像一个年轻人毫无理由就英年早逝了。
You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason.
