春天不远了                                                                                                                                 我的心与你越来越近                                                                                            你的呼吸                                                                                                                                              我已经嗅闻到茉莉的幽香                                                            那丝绒般的瓣片我触手可及                                                                  但我抓回的是一个空掌                                                                         你的美我只能欣赏                                                                                                                                                       留给我的只能是心中的惆怅                                                                                                                                               带着淡淡的忧伤                                                                                                                                               去最偏僻遥远的地方                                             听着你慢慢轻唱                                                                                独自孤舞一场                                                                                                                            望着月色流泪的故乡                                                    
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