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夜静依然,忽然寒风刮着小纸片给这夜弹奏了悲伤的一曲。我的心再次被触动, 也许欺骗才是我的港湾……
Still in the stillness of the night, suddenly the cold wind blew a small piece of paper to play a sad song this night. My heart was touched again. Maybe deception is my harbor...