摸黑起早，就为了一沾昙花的笑容。但来时一晚，无缘在大家高兴的时候碰面，心里不免有点失望。但想想，花儿如果知道你因为看不到它美丽的一面而失望，它不是比你更失望。

Getting up in the dark just to steal a glance of the smile of the Epiphyllum.  Then again, was not on time for this happy moment for her glory.  Though a little disappointed, but after some thoughts, if the Queen of the Night were to know of my regrets was due to her premature appearance before dawn, guess she may feel more remorseful than me.

想到这点，急忙拿起相机拍下它矫柔隐退的那一刻，为自己写下与花共舞的一章。

The thought of this makes me capture the soft retreat of this unusual moment while I penned down my own chapter of Dances with the Flowers.

世人赞叹昙花一现的珍贵，因为它开花那一刻是如此的短暂。

While all admire the rarely night blooms of its kind, for the reason it wilthers mysteriously shortly before dawn.

相比之下，在它凋谢的时候，却无人瞻仰。原因是花已老去，好景已逝。试问，有几个人会赞美老去的花朵呢？

In contrast, when it withers, there was no one to pay her their last respects, as she shrivels, good time is already a past.  How often do we praise an aged blossom?

没有一朵花永远被人赞美。

Then, no bloom forever earned our praises.

镌古永恒，是我今早追寻昙花的那一刻，我将不会忘记那种追花的感觉。花虽已凋谢，但那股追花的信念，正在心里慢慢地化开。

The moment I pursue this Queen of the Night is going to be eternal, I will never fail to remember the trail.  Though she had faded, but the sentiment of the pursuit has just began.