幸福便可以泠峻地坐成时间，任意流走苍白，也就有了力量。
星星在雨后的竹架上抽芽，顺着藤蔓攀爬。
过去已是空白，谁将东风借去。
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
幸福便可以泠峻地坐成时间，任意流走苍白，也就有了力量。
星星在雨后的竹架上抽芽，顺着藤蔓攀爬。
过去已是空白，谁将东风借去。
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
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