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小叶子

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很多时候，我们花了太多时间谈爱情，却没真正在意过＂爱惜＂和＂尊重＂．
9 E, I% k, d# i2 T7 t* l因为这个世界渐渐变得独立，所以我们渐渐学会了过河拆桥．
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你曾过了几条河，拆过几座桥．
在孤独无助的时候，是不是有些忏悔．
然而你坚信着＂柳暗花明又一村＂，于是你在微弱的忏悔中，继续过着你的河，拆你的桥．
* J: c6 m( W  C: W: A! i反正明天会更好，没你也一样．

这个世界，执着已经变成过时的造作，迷漫着颓废浪漫的方便面式的爱情和友情．
有人抱着桥柱等待着忘归的良人，路过的人都笑ＴＡ的不合时宜
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9 j4 U0 j, a3 \- B- V1 W3 W5 d1 v所以，当你听着十几年前的老歌，嚼着十几年前的心情
希望你懂得感谢十几年前曾有过的真诚
因为，从今，以后，也许不会再有．．．

沧海月明

加洲旅馆，老鹰乐队——
你唱，我听。

billzhao

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
+ M) e+ T' b  F) \Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
9 R3 x1 q7 H3 q. e/ c6 ?My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
4 l" i7 x( N, X: K( gI had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
! h9 T) H4 J0 @/ [And I was thinking to myself,
  l4 a6 `: g. F5 m9 {5 e+ {1 E’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
0 |% b) g! f# Z% JThere were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
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! a, W$ y! a. F0 L. }7 D, x- f' CWelcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
& ^+ H3 }3 B2 ~6 P: C+ J% Z% [4 FSuch a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
  |0 B' j9 ^( K- k; ^4 n' B4 uShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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So I called up the captain,
’please bring me my wine’
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
1 v& o4 I/ K: N7 j, OAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
' }; H  s& y* r+ R7 CJust to hear them say...
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; Y. v4 X! |  }Welcome to the hotel california
5 z$ u4 X! u4 q" r4 oSuch a lovely place
. v- B! H( w2 ^8 J' l8 r% M& ?! wSuch a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
& }5 \' d% z; {- tAnd in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
# t  y" I  g  FBut they just can’t kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
# {' Z/ t6 Z* F* w5 p1 p6 VTo the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
& O6 A" w& ^, X' LBut you can never leave!