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青春是生命的一道伤口,而爱情就是划出伤口的那把刀.
流转之间,忽然发现,原来青春那么疼痛,原来爱情那么锋利.
青春有若樱花,有肆意的美丽,盛开时,很勇敢;飘零时,很决绝.
人们看到我的张扬,却看不到转身时掉落的泪.
你可以感受绚烂,也可以感受残酷,一切原是那么真实.

曾经年少的情怀,已渐去渐远;曾经淡淡的爱恨,已泛黄班驳;
曾经注视的身体,已天各一方;曾经绚烂的笑容,已落英缤纷.

文字背后是我的影子,影子背后是我的伤痛.
穿越我的青春,祭奠我的伤口.

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