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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＂．
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．
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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, {% w& s2 J5 f所以，当你听着十几年前的老歌，嚼着十几年前的心情
7 V2 X: e" c2 O( _, u希望你懂得感谢十几年前曾有过的真诚
/ p" X0 V5 |( p+ s因为，从今，以后，也许不会再有．．．

沧海月明

加洲旅馆，老鹰乐队——
  Z2 J6 a# [4 E: u+ J7 h你唱，我听。

billzhao

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
( i' G" v5 Z' w- `: T, ~I had to stop for the night
" H/ c5 y. D+ w( jThere she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
& |/ h/ r- q8 h3 R3 [& e" ~And I was thinking to myself,
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
- L5 ]( ~( J7 B# w& yThere were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
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! M- ~  t$ C9 `Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
. g" s! Y% g2 e, GSuch 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
She 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’
7 ~6 G, A, Y* O" S# E" ?He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
; j3 Y  L; z  U" z# _- p$ BWake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
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& P3 k3 H7 B9 f8 hWelcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
# E6 d( U$ a; l3 z" E! k* dSuch a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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9 d/ N/ s$ p/ K+ v+ _7 E6 V/ E1 zMirrors on the ceiling,
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And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
8 [. [, d+ j% @( GAnd in the master’s chambers,
! ~  ~4 z) j& bThey gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But 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
To the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
& s( Y$ E; ?# Q7 lYou can checkout any time you like,
" }* Z# _: |% c8 u: p3 |But you can never leave!