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桥头 子规风月暖，嗳嗳尘烟迷。离人踏马来，陌上鸦惊起。桥头撑骨伞，低头布罗裙。扶柔倾国色，却恐他不知

Qiaotou sub rule wind and moon warm, Ai Ai dust smoke fan. The crows on the street are startled when people leave. Bridge umbrella, bow cloth skirt. Furou loves his country, but he's afraid he doesn't know

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无人伴我以春秋，无人伴我以诗酒，到最后，竟也无人伴我共白首。

No one accompanies me with spring and autumn, no one accompanies me with poetry and wine, and in the end, no one accompanies me with the white head.

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陌上花开蝴蝶飞，江山犹是昔人非。 遗民几度垂垂老，游女还歌缓缓归。

The flowers are blooming and the butterflies are flying on the street. The rivers and mountains are still the same as those of the past. The adherents have been dying for several times, and the female tourists have been singing slowly.

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何以飘零去,何以少团栾,何以别离久,何以不得安?

Why do you drift away, why do you miss Luan, why do you leave for a long time, why don't you feel safe?

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醉漾轻舟，信流引到花深处。 尘缘相误，无计花间住。 烟水茫茫，千里斜阳暮。 山无数，乱红如雨，不记来时路。

Drunk boat, the flow of information to the depths of flowers. The fate of each other, no plan to spend between living. The misty water is boundless, and the setting sun is setting for thousands of miles. Countless mountains, red as rain, do not remember when the road.

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如果，水遗忘了我，流失了落在水里的回忆，请一定要记得水里有我曾经的倒影。如果，风遗忘了我，吹散了飞在风里的落叶，请一定要记得风中有我曾经的细语。如果，你遗忘了我，淡忘了掺杂苦甜的过往，也请你不要忘记，那个曾经给你微笑的女子。

If the water forgets me and loses the memory of falling in the water, please remember my reflection in the water. If the wind forgets me and scatters the fallen leaves in the wind, please remember that I once whispered in the wind. If you forget me and the bitter and sweet past, please don't forget the woman who once gave you a smile.

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有时候，莫名的心情不好，不想和任何人说话，只想一个人静静的发呆。有时候，夜深人静，突然觉得不是睡不着，而是固执地不想睡。有时候，听到一首歌，就会突然想起一个人。有时候，别人突然对你说，我觉得你变了，然后自己开始百感交集。丢了的自己，只能慢慢捡回来。

Sometimes, inexplicable mood is not good, do not want to talk to anyone, just want a person in a daze quietly. Sometimes, in the dead of night, I suddenly feel that it's not that I can't sleep, but that I stubbornly don't want to sleep. Sometimes, when I hear a song, I suddenly think of a person. Sometimes, people suddenly say to you, I think you have changed, and then they begin to have mixed feelings. Lost oneself, can only slowly pick up.

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