当我哭出一滴泪，你替我拭去。

I cried a tear... you wiped it dry.

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第四篇风轻轻地拂过我的面庞，似乎在为我拭去那熟悉而古老的泪。

The wind gently touched my face, it seems to me in the familiar to wipe the tears of and ancient.

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而，现在，我又来到了这里，没有人为我拭去眼泪，没有人给我温暖，也没人陪我走走。

Now Im standing here , No one to wipe away my tears , No one to keep me warm , And no one to walk along with.

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