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你站在湛蓝湛蓝的天空下,白云还保持着飘去的潇洒姿态。你的身后是大片大片的向日葵,翠绿色的叶子层层叠叠,挡住了细长的茎,每一个花盘都努力向上拔着自己,拼命仰着头,望向你的前方。你被太阳绚丽耀眼的光芒刺得眼睛眯成一道缝,却还快乐得如那一个个伸长脖子的葵花,咧着嘴露出洁白的牙齿,带些傻气地笑着。你的照相姿势一成不变,从幼儿园的集体照到穿着乳白色长裙束着长长马尾的现在,那个Y的手势,永远在右耳边斜斜地伸展着,你总是在别人说你又犯二了后嘟着小嘴反驳道,这是代表
You stand in the clear blue sky, the clouds still drifting to maintain a chic gesture. Behind you is a large tracts of sunflowers, emerald leaves layer upon layer, blocking the slender stems, each of the face plates are hard to pull himself up, desperately looking up, looking in front of you. You are narrowed by the glittering light of the sun, but happily like the sunflower with its neck stretched out, grinning with white teeth and grinning foolishly. Your photographic posture is immutable. From the collective kindergarten to the long, ponytail wearing a white long skirt, the Y gesture always extends diagonally to the right ear. You always say that you are committing another crime. After beckoning his mouth retorted, this is representative