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北河流到2013年12月29日正午,你蓦然觉得应该重新认识它。阳光隐匿在云朵后边,你在冰凉里感触北河汩汩响动的生命旋律与温度的真切时,它又哗哗给你一个类似QQ里的表情,仿佛在说:在河边,没有谁知道你是一个人。然后,它一脸的严肃被自己清洗着,又变得清亮欢快,径自而去。它的径自,是对你往日逃逸它的反馈。你想着,对岸堤坡的垃圾堆里,一只母鸡惊叫了一声,张开翅膀往后闪。对岸的距离到你这边,有十来步远。
North River flows until noon December 29, 2013, you suddenly think it should be re-recognized. The sun is hidden behind the clouds, when you feel the cool melody of the North River melodious ring melody and temperature, it rushed to give you a look like QQ, as if to say: in the river, no one knows you are a people. Then, with a look of seriousness, it was washed by itself, and it became clear and cheerful again and again. It’s the way it’s going to give you feedback on what it used to be. You think, a hen shouts to the rubbish on the bank of the embankment, flapping its wings and flashing backwards. The distance to the other side of you, there are ten steps away.