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生命不过是一场坟地里的盛宴,饮罢唱罢,死亡就微笑着翩翩飞临。当青春的容颜在镜中老去,还有谁会想起那些最初的温柔和疼痛?
Life is nothing more than a feast in the cemetery, drinking and singing strike, death is flying and smiling. When the face of youth grow old in the mirror, who will remember those first gentle and pain?