墙板被我砸烂

        到现在还没修

        一碗热的粥

        你怕我没够

        都留一半带走

        给你形容美好今后你常常眼睛会红

        原来心疼我

        我那时候不懂

        假如我年少有为不自卑

        懂得什么是珍贵

        那些美梦

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