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    雨时

    我仍等风来 也许 你从未出现 好久不见

  • 120
    再遇见

    五月末的天还是很热,有些昏昏欲睡的我站起身,张望着迎面的走来的一群人,在人群中格外扎眼的X先生,大热天西装革履,头发一丝不苟,拎着两个行李箱,一个金属色,一个黑色。 ...

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Among thousands of people, you meet those you've met. Through thousands of years, with the boundlessness of time, you happen to meet them, neither earlier nor a bit too late.