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在成长的征途中,驻足,回首,凝神倾听,遥远的音韵仍在。那是儿时的摇篮曲,温柔、甜美,回响在青春时而迷蒙的心底。
In the journey of growth, stop and look back, listen and listen. The distant rhyme is still there. It was a lullaby of childhood, gentle and sweet, echoing in the misty heart of youth.