秋天

                                                                                            秋天

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                                                                                  曾忘记落叶时空气的芬芳, ­

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                                                                                  只记得在十字路口孤独的迷茫, ­

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                                                                                  曾站在田地间安静的观望, ­

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                                                                                  却发现迷失了最初的信仰, ­

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                                                                                  可能一百个秋天以后, ­

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                                                                                  还会在凋零中幻想, ­

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                                                                                  但是, ­

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                                                                                  你是否会和我一样, ­

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                                                                                  走在赶赴天堂的路上,