Sword only still whether stream Ying, easily drift breathed eastwards the shoulder sting of square brocade go.
剑光犹若流萤，轻飘无声的往东方锦的肩膀刺去。
Some people are learning, some people are home... But who worries will like me? Only once, a separation, let my heart be countless sword sting.
有的人是学习上的，有的人是家里的的……可是谁的烦恼会和我一样呢？仅仅一次，一次分离，让我的心被无数把利剑刺痛。
He sword point sting in of, basically isn't to cost the benefit sword that the not intentional attack comes over, merely a chip of trampled stones.
他剑尖刺中的，根本就不是花无心攻击过来的利剑，而是一块碎石。
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