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I were you sit the window of the Oak tree,I was in tears the first time when you book at hand,I attention to that part of candle Chun Ye,I was a spotlessly clean clothes you wear in autumn.

I want you to open your windows hanging in the summer,I want you to pull the afternoon wandering around,I want you to look at me watching you, look,Quietly told me love's sad.

The city has spread out a map of her lonely,How can I find a place where you wait for me,I like the love child of each the same as Strings on a lonely street to grow,I love child of each the same as,Strings on a lonely street to grow.