把这三个月收起来。
再见了。收档了啦!
容我最后一次听见你、说爱你,好吗?
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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成长,意味着越来越靠近死亡。我只想在我的生命留下足迹,来证明我真的有认真地活过... Growing means stepping nearer to the death. I just want to leave my steps in my life to prove that i really lived seriously...
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