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The touch of the nameless days clings to my heart like mosses round the old tree.
无名的日子的感触,攀缘在我的心上,正象那绿色的苔藓,攀
缘在老树的周身。
The touch of the nameless days clings to my heart like mosses round the old tree.
无名的日子的感触,攀缘在我的心上,正象那绿色的苔藓,攀
缘在老树的周身。
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