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轻轻的我走了正如我轻轻的来挥一挥衣袖看那一树一树的花开男儿有泪不轻弹,只因未到伤心处。经历过上次惨败后的甄寻常在一江泪水向东流之余,也开始痛定思痛起来——
Gently I’m gone As I gently waved sleeves to see the tree a tree blooming man has tears do not flick, because not yet sad. Experienced the censorship after the last defeat often flew east in the tears of a river, but also began to affirmed the pain -