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小叶子

; V, x! W- J  h6 y6 L8 H$ o1 u! V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＂．
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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2 a8 Q( F$ L% y; I5 G" r& P0 z9 C  I你曾过了几条河，拆过几座桥．
, J! F+ X6 U" l1 J  H在孤独无助的时候，是不是有些忏悔．
5 }9 l# u1 S1 b- @4 S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．
. ]" G: s8 o4 ~$ |' ?1 S6 u反正明天会更好，没你也一样．

. \2 F  B' |3 g; t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 {9 g' S! Q/ o9 G( f9 r% \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
3 Q! W5 d4 Y3 t; K5 W5 U" n因为，从今，以后，也许不会再有．．．
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沧海月明

加洲旅馆，老鹰乐队——
# k0 F  p( `. C0 P5 i2 b你唱，我听。

billzhao

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
0 g0 u( z0 o+ [4 i& mWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
" e2 s+ w% k% a. OMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
" t/ v, g& Q' N! dThere she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
9 Q, o! K; ^$ `; bAnd I was thinking to myself,
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
* q/ j/ `3 z6 V6 C) K. q( LThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
; t' X/ Y( j- J4 [( E4 i' k) CSuch a lovely place
* T8 e7 D% \8 r' x) N9 U' kSuch a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
  e8 |* H7 O# z4 l# PSome dance to remember, some dance to forget

4 i0 P* B/ M" y: g; ]0 D' `So I called up the captain,
’please bring me my wine’
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
/ t( k. ~, v$ u, d5 ]) F; m! \- dWake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

( L  ~# e- d! l2 J2 j3 rWelcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
& ~- z5 q- _% r) h. b; YSuch a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
7 B* _; O; I) L4 t3 s+ \What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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+ H. K0 X- z& W5 e* H2 Y4 GMirrors on the ceiling,
- B! F* _% Q  J8 i# Q* VThe pink champagne on ice
9 T$ n8 c) C( u; i) i7 R2 S5 k# OAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
8 ]" b! @1 }: H: S7 VAnd in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
2 S) }2 S0 E: z$ [The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

* X  ~4 \) S. v4 S5 f: O* ?' q8 U' mLast thing I remember, I was
  U0 p: K# o4 T6 e4 SRunning for the door
3 S- c  Y! V; u7 j* ?I had to find the passage back
( \. h( t, K% r: {. [$ qTo the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
1 @/ Q6 |$ c' n: m1 L8 fWe are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!