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午夜。香港, 让我拉住你的手, 倾听最后一分钟的风雨归程。听你越走越近的脚步, 听所有中国人的心跳和叩问。
midnight. Hong Kong, let me pull your hand and listen to the last minute of the stormy journey. Listening to the closer you walk, listen to the heartbeat and questioning of all Chinese.