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一个人长大成人真是有如神助啊。
一直一直的，心里藏着幼时的事。 很多的不能说，说了有羞耻。 怎么开口呢，对着熟悉的人怎么倾诉那些不为人知的小事，谁又会真的关心那些鸡毛蒜皮的小事。 可那些小事却实实在在地留在身体里，不经意留下生命的痕迹。
THE ROSE
Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger
An endless, aching need
I say love it is a flower,
And you is the only seed.
It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live.
And the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long.
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love,
In the spring, becomes a rose
有人说爱是一条河流
淹没了柔嫩的芦苇
有人说爱是一把匕首
让你的灵魂鲜血迸流
有人说爱是一种渴望
疼痛不休，没有尽头
我却说爱是一朵鲜花
来自你。我心底唯一的种子。
心若害怕破碎
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梦若担心惊醒
怎看得到冒险的回报
不肯付出的人
当然一无所获
总是恐惧死亡
如何学习生存之道
长夜漫漫
远路迢迢
若没有坚强和幸运
如何才能把爱拥抱
可是请你记得
日光的温暖
会把冰雪深处的萌芽照耀
春天一旦来临
玫瑰就会朝你微笑
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发表于 2011-10-29 00:20
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