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公交车欢快地在晨光铺就的大路上奔驰，无奈的我任凭它再次把我运往学校。大小灰尘在洒入车厢的和煦阳光的抚慰下四处乱舞，倒也生机勃勃。新的一天，新的希冀。我蜷缩在车厢一角昏然欲睡。我记不清自己是在凌晨几点合的眼，只知道几乎就在我同梦中的一号女主角握手的刹那，聒
The bus was happily running on the grand road in the morning light. I was helpless but I sent it to the school again. The size of the dust flutters around under the soothing sunshine of the carriage and is also full of vitality. New day, new hope. I huddled in the corner of the carriage. I can’t remember when I was in the eyes of the morning and I only knew that I was almost shaking hands with the No. 1 heroine in my dreams.