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美好的时光多像淌过今晚雪屋的月色,多少人在深邃的夜里揣测深邃,热谈早已断弦的秋叶。喜欢是风,可以自由来去的刮走尘霾和阴云,不改的是简单的心依然会随着苍老的年华行走。没有孤单,没有日的,有的只是随心所欲里的飞雪,若梨花散落天涯。点点的白是一个人的世界用爱洒下的轨迹,宇宙太辽远,请原谅,我无法抵达。随季节冰冻起来的心思其实还会泛滥。在某一个或很多个冬日的午后,在诗意的栖居中,我无限温暖又无限向往的时光之
Beautiful time like dripping over the moonlight snowy night tonight, how many people in the deep night speculation deep, hot talk already broken string of autumn leaves. Like the wind, free to go away scraping away the dust and dark clouds, do not change is a simple heart still walking with old age. There is no lonely, no day, and some are just the blizzard in the heart, if the pear scattered horizon. Little white is a person’s world with love shed trajectory, the universe is too far, please forgive me, I can not arrive. Frozen season with the thought actually flooded. In one or many winter afternoon, in the poetic dwelling, I am infinitely warm and infinite yearning