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当岁月从身旁滑过时,是抓不住,也看不透的。岁月流下来的,只是一路的形色匆匆。岁月的脚步悄然无声,却总会在不经意间叩响我们的心
When the years slip from the side, it can not grasp, can not see through. Years flow down, just all the way the shape of a hurry. The years of silence quietly, but always inadvertently knock our hearts