童时 你的眼睛似蔚蓝的天空<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> 长大后 你的眼睛如一座花园 到了中年 你的眼睛似海洋多风浪 晚年来时 你的眼睛成了寂寞的家 沉寂如深夜落幕后的剧场 The Four Strings of the Violin Luo Men At childhood, your eyes are like the azure sky. Grown up, your eyes are like a garden. At middle age, your eyes are like the rough ocean Now that old age has arrived, your eyes become the home of sadness, Silent like the theater after curtain-fall deep in the night. |
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