“Try to remember
　　The kind of September
　　The grass was gray and the leaves were yellow ;
　　Deep in December
　　It’s nice ro remember
　　The fire September made us mellow……”
　　
　　We never know the distance,
　　Between today and tomorrow,
　　Maybe zero ,
　　Maybe the rest lives follow.
　　
　　When the hair wears little gray,
　　When we are too old to speed the bicycle ,
　　Why you still remember ,
　　The rose in Aspirion water,
　　The phone-ring in snow winter,
　　And the sound of Try To Remember……
　　
　　The city is bright for the glass outside ,
　　But you never see the world inside ,
　　Which is always a September forest.
　　
　　Please help me God,
　　How to give up remembering,
　　Forever ,forever……
　　
　　
　　
　　
　　
　　每次听 Try to remember，都会想起张婉婷的“玻璃之城”，像一杯茶，清新而有韵味。浸润出一个哀而不伤的爱情故事。第一次尝试写英文诗，很浅，不要见笑啊，呵呵。（注：诗题是自己加的，不是该电影的英文名）