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小叶子

$ \$ T* M+ f$ J* D6 S& I+ k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＂．
! R% X" g! a( H4 Y& |7 R/ I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．

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．
2 U3 k5 \0 h0 O; c& U8 k% i! i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．
! N0 y# {/ p+ w3 G+ L0 I+ d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．
! j6 ?" W: t8 F& e( ^0 k* e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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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
因为，从今，以后，也许不会再有．．．

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
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
9 s( g# ]( c- I8 yMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
2 }" Q8 s- P4 u/ bI had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
# V4 i' Z# S- rI heard the mission bell
8 n: L1 n1 b% _And I was thinking to myself,
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
9 g2 Y" M& {7 u& \Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
) u0 ]& I7 h5 I% [I thought I heard them say...

, R: a9 o& f) E+ g. N1 h! xWelcome to the hotel california
" E4 h* R' F9 g- ]9 i! ~* bSuch a lovely place
; `$ O- A0 ?; zSuch 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

: a( L: Y: E, F; b# ?So I called up the captain,
% C- T: p( t1 T- \" ?’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,
/ j; c& r. }4 x& s7 {0 t$ eWake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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: U, m/ d  }% w; M1 d. yMirrors on the ceiling,
. v8 ]( Y- G, F6 t- h2 n; U, LThe pink champagne on ice
3 h$ R+ v: y2 t7 [6 P- rAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
, ?5 W* t/ N2 t, KAnd in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
  \0 E8 c4 B$ zThe stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was
) @* Y7 Y' K9 G! [7 S0 SRunning for the door
- x7 n- u1 [8 e5 `2 B! L1 O& c3 ~I had to find the passage back
1 u& w2 N, L0 m, F4 GTo the place I was before
. O# m; m, X/ O6 a1 @3 @, h- [’relax,’ said the night man,
, i: n9 I% O; i* S9 p- bWe are programmed to receive.
$ e, ~* u/ n2 yYou can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!