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小叶子

# H# c3 A3 S7 \8 e( Q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＂．
1 i8 J! }0 {3 `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．
. u, L( i- h  e2 ]5 ^6 H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．
. M! J. ~! ?& B$ K# v; g0 ?( b反正明天会更好，没你也一样．
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0 S" d5 X, L6 R* {$ d5 Y- z& I# n9 |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．
+ p7 z1 L+ a5 ?) [) ?1 A! N' L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

- O$ y% ]8 i8 B8 f3 c所以，当你听着十几年前的老歌，嚼着十几年前的心情
! D# l5 O, u# _& h+ \( v& Z2 d: r( y希望你懂得感谢十几年前曾有过的真诚
3 S3 b; ]9 u; G0 n) u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——
你唱，我听。

billzhao

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
, a3 j$ Z+ a# O9 Y% AUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
$ W2 b4 {( f2 Z' {* B# QI had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
- r( q- a% n2 k, {$ Z" K’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
- ], U8 D2 V3 }- a3 |# q# B3 HPlenty 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
8 I! v3 Y& j* o" C, X2 CHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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5 E+ k) a$ X: c1 D4 r; hSo I called up the captain,
' |. \2 W. q, f7 L$ E7 K7 r. f3 X. m’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,
2 g+ b3 n2 F+ w1 a1 V2 g( XWake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
, i" j! s/ ~9 H" xSuch a lovely face
! ~6 m+ g0 p$ W5 P7 `. ]- WThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
2 P/ x3 w$ M& G9 y3 r4 qWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis

7 |, @& H) F" dMirrors on the ceiling,
$ {7 l5 t0 b# H  C" P- H/ yThe pink champagne on ice
) S3 {; V+ n$ AAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
8 T% R+ P, t; m3 R% b, Y; SAnd in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
, |' g7 g( g+ q2 j# y; OThe stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
% H# k' U5 Z, G/ URunning for the door
I had to find the passage back
7 k- o/ |! [& |; D% j- t( }, j5 NTo the place I was before
0 Q/ c* L! R. A’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
2 }5 ?# e3 Q/ {& y9 UBut you can never leave!