这就是爱。我不得不躲藏或者逃避。它那牢狱的城墙越长越高,如同在噩梦之中。美丽的面具起着变化,然而始终只有一副。我的护符还有什么作用:那种舞文弄墨,那些糊涂学识,刚学会的北地人用来歌唱海和剑的语言,安谧的友谊,图书馆的走廊,普通的事情,常穿 this is Love. I have to hide or escape. Its prison walls are taller and taller, like nightmares. The beautiful masks are changing, yet there is always one. My amulet also what role: that kind of dribbling ink, those confused and learned, just learn to use the North Sea people singing the sword and the language of peace, quiet friendship, the corridor of the library, common things, often wear