感恩生命,记录流年。
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Category: Young 6 条评论

坐四个小时的汽车,停靠过几个小站,路过几个小城。

我离你越来越近,我知道我们却越来越远。

你若杀我,不消刀和剑,只消一句你不爱我。

那些无家可归的爱,堆在心里,快要挤碎我的心。

明明就在眼前呵,为何好似咫尺天涯。

一张桌子的宽度,两颗心。

三言两语,四岁流年。

爱,依旧爱。

让我再梦下去吧,梦太美,我狠不下心,睁开眼。

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At that time,we were young.
You liked to chat,
while I liked to laugh.
Once we sat closely under a peach tree.
At the top of it,
Wind was wandering.
Birds were singing.
How did we fall asleep?
In our dreams,
No one knew how many blooms had fallen.

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