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放学后,许李文一直在自己的房间里没有出来。桌子上的饭菜热气腾腾,飘舞着一阵阵香气,这是李黛玉每天为儿子做的功课。李黛玉推门进去,看到许李文手里捏着一面圆镜子站在窗口发呆。许李文的房间属于紧凑型,小巧精致,除了床,还有一张写字台和一只书柜,他是一个喜爱读书和善于思考的孩子。窗外已经暮色朦胧,白云懒洋洋地飘向远方。李黛玉说,文文,妈今天给你做了红烧排骨。许李文今年十五岁,是个初中生,正是
After school, Xu Li Wen has not come out in his own room. Table steaming meals, dancing waves of fragrance, which is Li Daiyu daily for his son to do homework. Li Daiyu pushed the door and saw Xu Liwen hands holding a mirror standing in a daze window in a daze. Xu Li Wen’s room is compact, compact, in addition to the bed, there is a desk and a bookcase, he is a favorite reading and thinking children. The window has been twilight hazy, white clouds lazily drift to the distance. Li Daiyu said, Wen, Mom today to you made braised pork ribs. Xu Li Wen fifteen years old this year, is a junior high school students, it is