She looked at the wear rings to lovers put the hands of that woman, and then look at their sweet to kiss, and butterfly shed tears of sorrow.

她看着爱人把戒子戴到那个女人手上，然后看着他们甜蜜地亲吻着，蝴蝶流下了伤心的眼泪。

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When Sorrow sang, her notes were like the low sweet call of the nightingale, and in her eyes was the unexpectant gaze of one who has ceased to look for coming gladness.

忧愁是很美丽的，她的美丽是月光的美丽，她的歌声好像夜莺的鸣声，她的目光带着并不期望快乐的神情。

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And this kind of flavour, often with the content of the book together to send out. Prose so, sorrow took this into light sweet, let me feel very dull.

而这种味道，往往要伴着书中散文的内容一起散发。于是，一丝丝哀愁就牵着这淡淡的书香，让我感到隐隐的心酸。

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