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远方,大海在咆哮;心中,激情在燃烧。我们的青春需要响亮。折一枝柳条当号角,掬一捧秋风来炫耀,青春的脚步不曾停止,青春时刻在舞蹈。
Afar, the sea growls; heart, the passion is burning. Our youth needs loudness. A wicker horn as a fold, 掬 a handful of autumn to show off, never stop the pace of youth, youth dance.