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在这山长水远的人生,注定是一个人的独行,该如何安置自己的灵魂?是否该与灵魂自由起舞,在悠悠时光里寻找另一个自己。秋天,草地上一片寂静,萧瑟冷清。大地上积满了落叶,枯败的叶子蜷缩着,如一张张满是皱纹的脸疲倦地向上张望。阳光下,小草儿如漂洗过的白银一般,浅黄浅黄的,迎着秋风簌簌作响。四下里静悄悄的,一切都显得无精打采,凛冽干燥的寒风暗示着这个季节并不适合脆弱的生命。然而,在绝望的阴影里似乎总是潜伏着那么一丝愉悦的惊喜。瞧去!不远处一只小小的蝴蝶,一身洁白,半透明的翅膀正不紧不慢
In this long, long life, destined to be a loneliness, how to place their own soul? Whether the freedom to dance with the soul, in time to find another one. Autumn, a quiet meadow, bleak deserted. The earth is full of fallen leaves, withered leaves curled up, such as a face full of wrinkles looked tired upward. Under the sun, the little grass, such as rinsing silver, pale yellowish yellow, facing the autumn breeze. Quietly all around, everything seems listless, cold and cold wind suggests that this season is not suitable for fragile life. However, in the shadow of despair seems always lurking a pleasant surprise. Look, not far from a small butterfly, a white, translucent wings are not slow