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青石铺的水流淌着，在遮阳伞下凝神注视着。
The bluestone water flowed, staring at it under the umbrella.
我没有再翻倒，在小小的叹息中，在摇曳的时间中睡着了。
I fall no more, in a little sigh, asleep in the swaying time.
像昨天的羁绊，依依不舍的怀念，一寄的思念凝结在眉间的心里，散落在各个寂寞的夜晚。
Like yesterday"s fetters, reluctant to part of the miss, a miss condensed in the heart between the eyebrows, scattered in each lonely night.
你的夜晚消失了，空虚的寂寞，令人窒息的忧郁，还有那种无法形容的恍惚和茫然。
Your night is gone, the empty loneliness, the choking melancholy, the unspeakable trance and vagueness.
走在东方若谷的辛薄心灵的话语，回绕心中的相思套装。
Walking in the east if the valley of the thin words of the heart, the heart of the acacia suit.
一个人忧伤忧不能引心中之乱，伤不能重来。
A person sad sorrow can not lead to the heart of the chaos, injury can not come again.
那一条被你的心割断的线，终于束缚了感情，消除了念头，从此天涯望断了，相思搁浅。
That a heart cut the line, finally bound feelings, eliminate the idea, from the end of the world looked broken, acacia stranded.
一切已经闭幕，一切都已空虚，时间是破事实的刀，切下灵魂的最深处。
Everything is closed, everything is empty, time is a knife to break facts, cut the soul of the deepest.
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