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"Dreams are like classics. Rather than fading with time, they become even more precious" - Old Boy
Sunday, 6 November 2011
窗外的景色
苦涩的天下着蒙蒙细雨,模糊了窗外的景色。远方的建筑仿佛被愁丝般细的窗帘慢慢覆盖,直到连外线都被吞没。独自在图书馆第六层的我瞧瞧得埋怨自己当年没有好好学习汉语,现在无法描述窗外仙境般得景色。
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