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邀一轮明月,携一缕清风,品一盏香茗,任思绪畅游。细品淳朴民风,杨柳岸晓风残月,铭刻无际惆怅……你,这一路无声的陪伴,拥我从青涩走向成熟。你沉默,可我还是看见你给我编织的美梦:楚楚可怜的卖火柴的小女孩,华丽蜕变的丑小鸭,穿着“新装”的愚昧皇帝,变成泡沫的美人鱼……这一个个闪着星光的故事,每晚,都在我的梦中一一上演。你沉默,可我仍然听见你传递给我的
Invited a bright moon, with a ray of breeze, a product of fragrant tea, any thoughts swim. Fine simple folk style, willow shore Xiaofei moon, engraved endless melancholy ... ... you, all the way silent companionship, hold me from Sentimental to mature. You are silent, but I still see the knitting dream you gave me: the delicate little girl who sold matches, the gorgeous duckling, the foolish emperor who wears “new clothes” and the bubble mermaid ... one by one Starlight stories every night, all in my dream one by one staged. You are silent, but I still hear you pass it to me