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在沙勒鲁瓦的促夏之夜,一记“金色弧线”叩响了永恒的时空,一道弧线划过千禧年,一记斜长传开启世纪盛宴……你可知道,为了此时、为了此刻,我已经等了一千年。梦里的你,一袭白衣,忧郁的眼神,零落的金发散了短了,一如你在别人心中的位置,永远的飘忽无法衡量,一个决不可用言辞来形容的男人,一个只可用心去感受的男人,他永远是偶像的代名词,他的名字叫贝克汉姆。
In Charleroix’s Summer Eve, a note of “golden arc” knocked the eternal time and space, an arc across the millennium, a long oblique biography of the opening century feast ... you know, for this For the moment, I have waited for a thousand years. Dream of you, dressed in white, melancholy eyes, scattered blonde short, like you in the hearts of others in the position of eternal uncertainty can not be measured, a must not use words to describe the man, one can only use the heart To feel the man, he will always be synonymous with idols, his name is Beckham.