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窗外,小雨像抽不尽的蚕丝,哩哩啦啦地下不停,让我心里越发烦闷。想起那些年和师傅一起共事的一幕幕又浮现在了眼前。
Out of the window, like a lot of light rain silk, miles miles la la underground, let my heart more and more bored. Reminiscent of those years working with the master scene again in front of us.