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I look for what I miss , I know not what it is.
I feel so sad, so drear.
So lonely, without cheer.
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This spring morning in bed I'm lying.
Not to awake till birds are crying.
After one night of wind and showers.
How many are the fallen flowers?
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From hill to hill no bird in flight ;
From path to path no man in sight.
A lonely fisherman a float ;
Is fishing snow in lonely boat.
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生命并不是你活了多少日子,而是你记住了多少日子.你要使你过的每一天,都值得纪念.
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