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玻璃挡不住窗外的悲喜剧，
生末净旦丑统统出场。
界限不清，
子夜从来没有夜过。
夜游的人上街疯窜一阵，
丢鞋的脚感冒了。
一个喷嚏把心尖喷出老远，
落地如雷鸣。
昨天与今天没有不同，
有窗的房间暗淡了。
花在阳台上开得很暖，
烟头很红。
斜倚床沿看自己的影子，
想哭。
不知是什么，在子夜，
灼痛了一些心事……
The window cannot block the on-going tragedies and
comedies
All roles pouring out: man, woman, good and bad
Boundary marks disappear
Midnight is never the night
The night wanderer runs loose in the streets
His feet catch a cold when the shoes are gone
A sneeze blows the tip of heart away
It thunders when it touches the ground
Today does not differ from yesterday
The windows of those rooms dimmed
Flowers bloom, warming up the balcony
The cigarette burns red
Watching the shadow distorted by the bed
Eyes become teary
At midnight, something unknown
Hurts the heart