夏夜（旧文

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夏夜
依然
旧模样
同样歌舞酒榭烛摇荡
身畔
俩情人
仍是电流交错情意长
轻咽
冰啤酒
悄然化作薄雾溢眼眶
此时
只有卿
默对依身空椅黯惆怅
好一个
清寂夏夜凉如水...
　
Many years ago there lived an Emperor who was so exceedingly fond of fine new clothes that he spent vast sums of money on dress. To him clothes meant more than anything else in the world. He took no interes
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