悲伤的过去被无情地抛弃，面对现在的感伤我们是否能清醒地认识曾经的我们，别样的年华？
Grief in the past have been mercilessly abandoned to face the current sad if we can have a clear understanding of us, different kind of Love?
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.
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