A trace of love, growing in the greasy drizzle, on the heels of the Bird of Happiness, pursues that dream of you in the wind.

一缕柔软的情思，种在蒙蒙细雨里，紧跟着青鸟的芳痕，以风的姿态追寻着那个关于你的梦。

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Lovers become enemies to each other hate each other, love, leaving no trace of him.

情人变成敌人彼此互相憎恨，爱情的离去对他不留一丝痕迹。

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Leaning against the charming light eyes, a trace of warmth halo in volumes per inch left in white, are permeated with continuous love.

依着旖旎的光线，眼里，便会有一丝温情晕开，在书卷的每一寸留白里，都渗透着绵绵的爱恋。

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