你
似微风吹进了我心里
秋千
还带着你的气息
默默
给我一段相遇的欢
带给了我喜悦的春
你
影子还在紫色的秋千上摇荡
你
薰衣草似的歌声
在山水上摇呀摇
带给了我欢畅的笑
你
挥挥手
不留下背影
不远去
不寄语浮云
只叹一声云长的珍重
只迈过了我的青春
依然浅愁似地记我
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you
like a faint breeze, blow into my heart
the swing
has kept your smell
silently
granting me the joy of a meeting
offering me spring pleasure
you
a shadow, swaying on the purple swing
you
a lavender-like voice
above the landscape cradling
me with its sweet smile
you
waving goodbye
not lingering in shadows
not departing
not whispering to floating clouds
but sighing a billowy treasure
crossing my youth
still recalling me with the shallow sorrow
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