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那是我第一次亲吻你的那个场景

并不是因为你老了

Causethisainthowit’ssupposedtobe

将镜比明月，月缺镜常圆

珠帷银烛暝烟多，零落西风笑芰荷

抱歉，我无法满足这个请求。