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" 每想你一次,天上飄落一粒沙,從此形成了撒哈拉.."
三毛
所有這些年來我都為你而活 , 過去我不知道 , 現在我知道了!
因無知 , 我们以為生命是永不枯竭的井;
因習慣 , 我们以為彼此已失去愛情 ;
因熟悉 , 我們忘記呵護擁有的一切 .
待曉知時刻 , 失去逐漸 ,留下空遺恨 !
Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well, yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps
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