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我的心中有一条河流。不知你有没有。一条河流,生命有多长?为什么彻夜奔走?在村前,我想,一个破旧的村庄,从小到大,变化只是越来越浮肿,越来越衰老。
There is a river in my heart. I do not know if you have any. Why do we run all night? In front of the village, I think that a shabby village, from an early age to a small age, changes are only getting swollen and aging.