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小叶子

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＂．
2 q3 r! N% ?, M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．

. v% }' _5 h- e4 ~你曾过了几条河，拆过几座桥．
, o$ x! X0 P3 D# w在孤独无助的时候，是不是有些忏悔．
* @- c# U% q& Y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．
, O+ @0 @0 y9 G' u反正明天会更好，没你也一样．
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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．
, b( `* M) }; @% y) n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

所以，当你听着十几年前的老歌，嚼着十几年前的心情
+ Y. b, \  I: x: s, k- c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——
/ U8 @% D" ?7 _& Z你唱，我听。

billzhao

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
& I) \) |0 \0 j) ?2 u+ dWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
! w0 a5 q; Z+ b4 v& z5 d# Z* AUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
& P% w% k' A1 `+ m4 l, iMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
4 X. @$ N( ?0 p) S# m7 I0 s! U% [I had to stop for the night
' I& U- g% y8 g/ P) n: YThere she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
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
- {' F2 m8 A& GThere were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
; C& S  j. N: F& v5 aSuch a lovely face
2 O9 y5 N  r* ^6 q- J$ O5 i) mPlenty 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
  N% e3 ]. ~$ o+ sShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
) l! P+ J0 c, S, ^( k. b' hHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
' D0 B' n5 z4 tSome dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the captain,
’please bring me my wine’
: N  ]) w/ L0 gHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
, [; O$ m5 J! K: bWake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
) M( v3 U: d8 D: u8 u: b& ISuch a lovely place
Such a lovely face
  X( H* Z! |4 o, ~2 ]. yThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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  c& ^- O) _9 V# z6 UMirrors on the ceiling,
; {7 g. a) [  ]( A" @' hThe pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
) T8 n7 l5 {1 g9 \They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
: l2 q" g1 W1 G" S  vTo the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
. ?' S4 o  O. q, aWe are programmed to receive.
4 p7 q2 l/ a2 x9 ~You can checkout any time you like,
4 x9 l; O8 Z2 L* n! q' Q$ vBut you can never leave!