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嘹亮一魔幻的城垣无法抵抗时间。它是自己的宫殿,主人孤独,兄弟们走远。而主人也属于往事时,废墟成为现实的教材。多少声音被压制,多少声音根本就没有机会大声讲出,那些宣诏似的公开话语如果被时间作废,唯唯诺诺的档案里泊着多少委屈?我戳穿了一个虚软的神话。牙齿咬着空气,咬出青铜的质地。二嘶哑一定是病态的磁性。说沧桑把喉咙说哑,谁是最后的说服者?听众们遵守纪律,因为他们不能恨,一恨就会迷失在情绪里;听众们遵守规则,因为他们不能多爱,即使有过错,也不能不高尚。
Brilliant a magic wall can not resist the time. It is its own palace, lonely master, brothers walked away. The owner also belongs to the past, the ruins become a reality textbook. How much voice is suppressed, how many voices simply do not have the opportunity to speak out loud, if those overtly public discourse like time, the number of grievances in the nonviable file? I pierced a soft myth. Teeth biting the air, bite out the bronze texture. Two hoarse must be sickly magnetic. The vicissitudes of the throat dumb, who is the last persuader? Listeners obey the discipline, because they can not hate, a hate will be lost in the mood; listeners obey the rules, because they can not love, even if there is fault, can not Not noble.