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她仅仅是一个女子,一个清冷而高傲的女子。她的矜持与那华丽的楼阁显得那么不协调,因为她不属于那里,她是一株旷世的仙草。她不知道什么叫做代价,她不知道自己为了报答一块顽石的恩情,竟然要赔上一生的眼泪。一颗敏感的心忍受着高处不胜寒的寂寞,一首《葬花吟》又能唱出多少悲欢离合?面对眼前缥缈的幸福,她犹豫着,彷徨着,问路在何方。面对命运,她想潇洒却无法潇洒。她选择了命运的死角,而这,成了她永恒的悲哀,也是对她致命的打击。
She is just a woman, a cold and proud woman. Her support and that gorgeous pavilion appear so inconsistent, because she does not belong there, she is a desert immortal grass. She did not know what is the price, she did not know her own in order to repay a rock of grace, even to lose the tears of his life. A sensitive heart to endure the height of lonely, a “funeral flowers Yin” can sing a lot of joys and sorrows? Facing the shyness of happiness, she hesitated, Imitation, asking where the road. In the face of fate, she wanted smart but not smart. She chose the dead end of fate, and this, has become her eternal sorrow, but also a fatal blow to her.