你说今晚的月亮很美，我嘴角上扬，眼睛还是没有看月亮。
You say the moon is beautiful tonight, but I still don't see the moon with my eyes.
我的每支笔都知道你的名字。
Every pen I have knows your name.
那些小小的欢喜，都藏在了杂乱的图写的草稿纸上，藏在了余光轻瞥里，藏在了楼道偶然制造的相遇里。
Those little joys are hidden in the messy sketch paper, in the light of Yu Guang's glance, and in the encounter made by chance in the corridor.
他从教学楼到宿舍走了276步。
He took 276 steps from the teaching building to the dormitory.
每次和你说话都像一次考试，总觉得没发挥好。
Every time I talk to you, it's like an exam. I always feel that I didn't play well.
会有很多星星，但我只向往这一个月亮。
There will be many stars, but I only yearn for this one moon.