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回忆像个说书的人用充满乡音的口吻跳过水坑绕过小村等相遇的缘分你用泥巴捏一座城说将来要娶我过门转多少身过几次门虚掷青春小小的誓言还不稳小小的泪水还在撑稚嫩的唇在说离分我的心里从此住了一个人曾经模样小小的我们那年你搬小小的板凳为戏入迷我也一路跟我在找那个故事里的人你是不能缺少的部分你在树下小小的打盹小小的我傻傻等我的心里曾经住了一个人曾经摸样小小的我们当初学人说爱念剧本缺牙的你发音却不准我在找那个故事里的人你是不能缺少的部分小小的手牵小小的人守着小小的永恒——《小小》
Memories like a storyteller with a tone full of accent Skip the puddles around the village and other fate Encounter You pinch a city with mud Said that in the future to marry me How many doors pass How many doors through the body Little vow of youth Not yet Steady little tears still hold innocent lips said to separate my heart from living a person who had looked like a small year that you moved a small bench for the play into the me all the way with me looking for that story You are an indispensable part of you little nap in the tree little I silly waiting for my heart once lived in a person who had a small sample of the original we say that people love to read the script missing teeth pronunciation But I am not allowed to find that person in the story you can not be missing part of the small hands holding little people guarding the little eternity - “little”