Once, I was a birdie on the branches, with their own melody, gently Paizhuo wing, flying toward the blue sky of their own.

曾经，我是枝头上的一只小鸟，有着属于自己的旋律，轻轻地拍着羽翼，飞向属于自己的蓝天。

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Once, I was a birdie on the branches, with their own melody, gently Paizhuo wing, flying toward the blue sky of their own.

曾经，我是枝头上的一只小鸟，有着属于自己的旋律，轻轻地拍着羽翼，飞向属于自己的蓝天。

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