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发帖数: 492 | 1 Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
but has trouble enough if its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do n |
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