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不会是BUG吧,怎么小黑穷到要自己去打丝了...
The year is at the spring,
And day is at the morn;
Morning is at seven,
The hillside is dew-pearled;
The lark is on the wing,
The snail is on the thorn;
God is in his heaven,
All is right with the world.

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