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Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Old Time is still a-flying. And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.
Then I had religion, then I had a vision. I could not turn from their revel in derision. Then I saw the Congo creeping through the black, cutting through the forest with a golden track。
I see a sweetness in her smile,Blight light shines from her eyes,But life is complete; contentment is mine, Just knowing that... just knowing that she's alive。
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,Old time is still a-flying,And this same flower that smiles today,Tomorrow will be dying.
你沾沾自喜,别人乐于喜欢你;你攻击你周围的某个人,其他的人哈哈大笑;但倘若你解剖你自己的灵魂,所有的人就会嗷嗷叫。——作者原注