怎么还没翻呢
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记住她的名字,Michelle李,李霄云。
别人的花季,她少年失怙,用稚嫩的肩担起不完满却依旧湛蓝的天空。
拼尽全力,她考入墨尔本大学,而后用休学一年完成她对父亲最后的陪伴。
她的钢琴有灵魂,她的吉他有故事。
她的原创流淌着峥嵘岁月中女孩成长的每一点快乐与哀愁。
她,简单而清澈。
她喜欢双手合掌,认真说:感谢,感激。
她叫李霄云,请爱她。
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Remembers her name, Michelle Li, Li Xiaoyun.
Others colored season, her youth loses one's father, gets up with the immature shoulder load is imperfect actually as before the deep blue sky.
Spells does one's best, she was admitted Melbourne University, after but with temporarily leaves school for a year to complete her to father final accompanying.
Her piano has the soul, her guitar has the story.
In her original flow eventful years the girl is growing each is joyful and is sorrowful.
She, is simple and is limpid.
She likes both hands joining the palms in greeting, said earnestly: Thanks, gratitude.
Her name is Li Xiaoyun, please love her
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