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怀朗:节目组破产就破产,然而我做错了什么??? ———— — Tagore If it is not my portion to meet thee in this life the me ever feel that I have missed thy sight let me not fet for a moment, let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams and in my wakeful hours. As my days pass in the crowded market of this world and my hands grow full with the daily profits, let me ever feel that I have gained nothing let me not fet for a moment, let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams and in my wakeful hours. When I sit by the roadside, tired and panting, when I spread my bed low in the dust, let me ever feel that the long journey is still before me let me not fet a moment, let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams and in my wakeful hours. When my rooms have been decked out and the flutes sound and the ughter there is loud, let me ever feel that I have not ihee to my house let me not fet for a moment, let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams and in my wakeful hours. /泰戈尔 假如我今生无缘遇到你 就让我永远感到恨不相逢 让我念念不忘 让我在醒时梦中都怀带着这悲哀的苦痛
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