康乃馨 上帝有时也会信奉热烈。那怕被忽视了隐匿的痛苦 康乃馨就感受过。不一而同的语言,随绽放而出 需要看重的不仅是花香。它的某些颜色,我们更该染在手上 暮晚的钟声 这不是太阳最后的须发 轻磕古铜,波是留给未来者的场地 梦吧
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