读一首词，于是知道一个人的身影深入我的骨髓，于是知道离别，就是把手心的肉割下，让她远去。
Read a word, so that a person's figure deep in my bone marrow, so that departure, the meat is hand cut heart, let her go.
读一首词，这首词就是白色的娟帛按在我的掌心，每一个字就是一滴血，血沁如梅，开在我的手心，痛入我的心扉。
Read a word, poem is a white silk by Juan in my palm, every word is a drop of blood, blood, such as Mei Qin, open in my hands, and pain into my heart.
听着她最后的鸣叫，我来读一首宋词吧，我用我家乡的土音，我读起这首婉转低回的词，将那离别的隐痛传在这熟悉的水泊。
Listening to her last tweet, I'll read a Song, my hometown with my accent, I read from the first keyed word mildly, that parting of the secret anguish will pass in this familiar Shuibodu.
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