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I remember the Greek poet once sang:
Year after year, that moment is sincere hope.
Come down, everyone has a present.
Give it to the world, young and old.
When I think so, I sigh the poet's ancient tune,
The illusion gradually revealed through my tears,
I see, happy years, sad years-
My own years are full of shadows.
Pass me by. Then, I realized
(I cried) There is a mysterious shadow behind me.
Move, grab my hair,
Pull back, there is a shout (I'm just struggling):
"Who caught you this time? Guess! " "Death," I replied.
Listen, the silvery echo: "not death, but love!" " "
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But in the whole universe of God, there is always only * * *
Three people heard you: except.
You're talking, I'm listening, that's him-
God himself! There is another person among us.
Come out and answer; The dark curse fell on me.
My eyelids, blocking you from seeing,
Even if I close my eyes and invest heavily,
Not completely isolated. Alas,
Better than anyone, God's "No!"
Otherwise, secular slander can't separate us,
No matter the storm flies, you can't shake your firmness;
Our hands should reach over the mountains and touch each other;
One day, the sky rolled between us,
We swear to the stars that we will hold on tighter.
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We used to be different and noble people,
The difference is our function and future.
Angels are above you and me, flying face to face,
Wings touching wings, staring at each other.
Surprised eyes. You think, you are the one in South China University of Technology.
Empress's guests, thousands of pairs of attentive eyes.
Even if I am covered with tears, I can't teach my eyes.
I ask you to be the lead singer.
Then what are you doing in the bright screen window?
Look at me? -I, a desolate, wandering
The singer leaned wearily against the cypress and sighed.
In the darkness. The holy oil on your head—
Have pity on me, suffering from cold night dew on my head.
Only death can tear such a couple apart.
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You're invited to court,
Wen Ya's singer! You sing lofty poems;
The distinguished guests stopped dancing, in honor of you,
Expect the full lips to spit out the voiceless sound again;
You pulled up my latch, and you really did it.
You left your music at my door,
Don't you think this desecrates your hand? Nobody saw it,
Layers of golden sounds? Can't you stand it?
Look up at this window. It's all broken-
It is the nest of bats and nightingales that lurks on the top beam.
It's the chirping cricket answering your pipa!
Shut up, don't stir up the echo and deepen the desolation!
There's wailing there. It must be hidden deep.
Cry in the dark-just like you should sing in public.
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I solemnly picked up my heavy heart,
Like a Greek daughter holding the ashes of an altar;
Looking at you, I scattered the ashes at your feet.
Look, how much sadness is buried in
In my heart; In the depths of darkness,
The red ash is burning slightly.
If that little spark makes you dismissive
Kick them out with one foot and let them go back to the darkness,
That's good. However, you didn't,
You must stay with me until the wind blows away the dust.
Rise and blow the ashes alive; Love, then wear it.
The crown on your head can't be your obstacle,
Protect you from this flame.
Hair at the bottom. Go away, let's go!
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Leave me. Let's leave now. But I think, from now on,
I will wander in your shadow forever.
On the edge of that lonely life, I can't
Grab your heart, or calm down.
As before, put this hand in the sun,
And control your feelings for your fingers.
Touched my palm. It is a strange thing to teach fate.
Separate us, but leave your heart,
There is a double voice in my heart.
Just like wine, you can always taste the original grapes.
You are in my daily life and dreams.
When I prayed to God for myself.
But he can hear a name, which is yours;
In my eyes, I saw the tears of two people again.