求翻译：微风吹过，吹起心中一层层涟漪。倘若，没有这几天的闲聊，也许我将将 回忆 永远埋于心底，上一把锁，直到它被岁月侵蚀的锈迹斑斑，摇摇欲坠，不为人所知，也不再被人提及。 想起他和我的过去，心里总是暖暖的。虽然后来都彼此 伤害 。恰如珍藏已久的老照片，越是尘封已是什么意思？

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