每临晚镜，感伤流年似水无情，青春的翅膀再不能伸展飞扬，那天空曾经伸手可触的一片灿烂，如今也只把春日里睡不醒的残梦照耀。
Pro each night mirror, sentimental mercilessly, youth should not stretch their wings and then dust, then reach out to touch the sky once in a brilliant, now only put spring intheshine.
插上理想的翅膀，扬起青春的风帆。
我常常在思索我们的青春，它真是一个奇形怪状的玩意儿，短短的身子偏偏拖了一个长长的尾巴，像翅膀一样招摇着，久久不肯离去。
I am thinking deeply about our youth frequently, it really is a grotesque gadget, the short body has towed a long tail, looks like the wing equally free, is not willing to depart for a very long time.
时光啊，这巧偷青春的窃贼，竟这样迅捷地用翅膀将我的二十三岁载走！
How soon hath time, the subtle thief of youth. Stolen on his wing my three and twentieth year!
时光啊，这巧偷青春的窃贼，竟这样迅捷地用翅膀将我的二十三岁载走！
How soon hath time, the subtle thief of youth. Stolen on his wing my three and twentieth year!
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