怦然心动

The first time I saw Bryce Loski, I flipped.
His eyes completely dazzled me.

见到布莱斯·罗斯基的第一眼，我便怦然心动了。
他的双眸让我如痴如醉。

So I ran after him and asked if he could play for a while before going inside.
Then he squeezed my hand tightly and gazed deeply into my eyes.
For one moment, my heart stopped.
Was this the moment?
Was I about to have my first kiss?

于是我追上前去，问他能不能先玩一会再进屋。
接着他便用力握着我的手，与我深情凝视。
那一刹那，我的心停止了跳动。
这一刻到来了吗？
是时候迎来我的初吻了吗？

A painting isn't made by simply piling pieces together.
A cow is just a cow.
A meadow is just grass and flowers.
Sunlight filtering through the branches is just a shaft of light.
But when you put them all together, you can get something unexpectedly wonderful.

一幅画绝非简单拼凑就能完成。
一头牛只是一头牛。
草地也只长满了青草和花朵。
阳光照进大树的枝桠，亦不过缕缕薄光。
但你若能将它们衔接拼凑，却能收获意想不到的成果。

But the higher I climbed, the more beautiful everything became.
A refreshing breeze washed over me, carrying the scent of sunshine and wild grass.
I couldn't help taking a deep breath, filling my lungs with that sweet, intoxicating air.

但我发现爬得越高，眼前的景象便愈发迷人。
沁人心脾的微风迎面扑来，夹杂着阳光和野草的芬芳。
我忍不住大口呼吸，让肺里溢满甜美醉人的气息。

From that moment on, I completely fell in love with that place.
I could sit there for hours, quietly watching the world.
Sometimes the sunset would turn a tipsy purple-red, then burst into an orange afterglow, spreading across the sky in an instant.

从那一刻起，我彻底爱上了这里。
我可以坐上好几个钟头，静静欣赏这世界。
落日时而泛着微醺的紫红，时而迸发出橙色的余晖，瞬间布满天边的晚霞。

Some people start out ordinary and stay that way.
Some become a little more than ordinary.
And some become extraordinary.
But every once in a while, you meet someone who is truly iridescent.
And when you do, nothing else can compare.

有些人会渐露平庸。
有些人会小有所成。
还有人会出类拔萃。
但你偶尔才能遇上一个光彩夺目的人。
当你真正遇到这一刻，才能明白其中的美好。