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Your smile was the flowers of your own fields, your talk was the rustle of your own mountain pines, but your heart was the woman that we all know.
你的微笑是甘田中的花朵,
你的谈吐是山松间的婆娑,
但你的心呀
还是我们都熟识的
那位女子。
177
Your smile was the flowers of your own fields, your talk was the rustle of your own mountain pines, but your heart was the woman that we all know.
你的微笑是甘田中的花朵,
你的谈吐是山松间的婆娑,
但你的心呀
还是我们都熟识的
那位女子。
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