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“For a sailor, home again, prison again.”
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好想好想,有一对翅膀,可以飞上蓝天,飞跃海洋。
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“For a sailor, home again, prison again.”
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菩提本无树,明镜亦非台。本来无一物,何处惹尘埃。
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“For a sailor, home again, prison again.”
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好想好想,有一对翅膀,可以飞上蓝天,飞跃海洋。
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“For a sailor, home again, prison again.”
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菩提本无树,明镜亦非台。本来无一物,何处惹尘埃。
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