Life, half is memory, half is to continue.
你说你爱风,但当它轻拂时你却紧紧地关上了自己的窗子;
You can smile, but not empathy. 可以微笑,却无法感同身受。
除了你,还有谁有资格在我心里走来走去。
Life, half is memory, half is to continue.
你说你爱风,但当它轻拂时你却紧紧地关上了自己的窗子;
You can smile, but not empathy. 可以微笑,却无法感同身受。
除了你,还有谁有资格在我心里走来走去。
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