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凌晨四点看海棠花未眠，正恰恰好那晚看到你爱
笑的眼睛。
Watch the crabapple blossom at four in the
morning, just as I saw your laughing eyes
that night.
此地一为别。相逢与何时。落叶无声。花开花落总
是情。
Here is the place to say goodbye， Meet do not
know when. The leaves fell silent.
Flowers and flowers always fall in love.
你会挽指做蝴蝶从窗框飞起划过我指尖和眉宇。
You pull the finger to make a butterfly to fly from
the window frame, across my fingertips and eye
brow.
靠近一点，再靠近一点，你会听见我悸动的心跳。
A little closer, and a little more, you'll hear my
throbbing heart.
那些刻在椅背后的爱情会不会像水泥地上的花朵
开出地老天荒的没有风的森林。
The love that is etched in the back of the chair
will not be like the flowers of the cement on the
old, windless forest.
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