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又到了叶远行的季节,在将要离开枝的那个瞬间,像是有只手在叶的背后推了一把,叶,就再也回不到枝哪儿了。在远行的过程中,叶知道了,那只手是风,她好像无处不在。叶按照自己的路线畅游着,时而高,时而低,时而驻足于某一美景。然而风有时似乎不那么友好,与叶作对,对叶的远行计划,总是指手划脚,让叶无条件执行。叶痛苦、迷茫,这样,理想恐怕就要搁浅在风的无情吹打中。叶的泪不由自主地挥洒下来,润湿了风中干瘪的面容
Ye went to the season leaves, at the moment will leave the branches, like a hand pushed behind a leaf, leaves, no longer where the branches back. In the process of traveling, Ye knows, that hand is wind, she seems to be everywhere. Leaves in accordance with their own routes swim, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes stop in a beautiful view. However, the wind sometimes does not seem so friendly, and Ye Zuoyuan, the leaf of the long-range plan, always finger-pointing, let leaves unconditionally. Ye painful, confused, so, I am afraid the ideal will have to run aground in the wind ruthless blow. Tears of tears involuntarily sway down, wet the wind shriveled face