What potions have I drunk of siren tears,
Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applying fears to hopes, and hopes to fears,
Still losing when I saw myself to win!
What wretched errors hath my ...
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《莎士比亚十四行诗119》 | 611字 | 9.8分钟 | 100% | 61 CPM | 55 次 | 1 | 不及格,加强练习! |
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可能对按键不够熟悉,或者对输入法不够熟练所导致,不要急慢慢来,先打对把准确率提高,然后逐渐的加快速度,最后才能打准打快。
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Inspirational quotes: 世界让我遍体鳞伤,但伤口长出的却是翅膀。 ——阿多尼斯 | |||||||
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