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上车的时候,她微微转过秀丽的面庞,向我投来最后温情的一瞥。大千世界,我该把这一瞥目光珍藏何处?我能找到时光不流逝的所在?这动人心弦的一瞥,将失落在云霓的金辉隐逝的黄昏?将被荡涤纳迦斯花粉的暴雨冲走?让这娇嫩的一瞥在万物中流浪,最终能不栖身于闲言碎语的垃圾堆和复杂情感的废墟里?她这一瞥目光中的馈赠,超乎人世一切琐事,递到我手里。我将它织进歌曲,溶入旋律,收藏在“美”的琼阁。
When she got in the car, she turned slightly to the beautiful face and cast a glimpse of my last tenderness. Where should I find this glimpse of the treasures? Can I find where the time flies? This touching glimpse will be lost in the dimly lit dusk of the Neptunian Jinhui. It will be washed away by the storm of Nagas pollen. Let this delicate glimpse of wandering in all things end up in the rubbish of gossip and the ruins of complex emotions? Her glimpse of her gaze, beyond all human life, was handed to me. I weave it into the song, melted into the melody, collection in the “beauty ” Joan Pavilion.