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校园里一片亮光光欣欣然的样子,微风吹动着裙摆,我在楼道里横冲直撞,抬头看见自己班教室的门牌上赫然写着：高三25班,突然间怀疑是不是小孩子恶作剧随意添上去的一笔,从二变成三怎么就飕飕的呼啦呼啦的过去了呢?
The campus was bright and bright, and the breeze blew on the skirt. I ran rampantly in the corridor and looked up to see the number of the classroom in my classroom. It was a high school class of 25: Suddenly I wondered if it was a kid prank. How does a stroke from two to three fall into a hula?