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Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
夏日飞鸟来我窗前歌唱又蹁跹飞离，
秋天黄叶来我窗前无歌又随着叹息振落。
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