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《死亡》
《Death》
文/寒凉
Author's chill
蜡烛的火焰熄灭了
The flame of the candle is out.
夜也就走向了寂静
And the night went silent
总是会去冥想一些事
Always meditate on things
脱离了轨道也斑白了头发
Out of orbit and with white hair
最后不知想到了哪
Finally, I don't know where to think
只依稀见得有那么一个地方
There's only one place
铁栅栏被撕开了一大个口子
The iron fence was ripped open
一面是人间烟火
On one side are fireworks
一面是黑白无常
The other side is black and white.
