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华灯初上,我抿了口茶,继续翻着手中已被我翻得页角微卷的书。上面是你的词,是你的魂,是你那永远不变的信念。
In the early days of the Chinese lantern, I swallow tea and continue turning over the book that I have turned up to the corner of my page. The above is your word, your soul, your never-ending faith.