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梅雨纷飞的季节,我们又想起了泛黄的记忆中那一张张笑脸,又想起了暖人心肺的那一件件往事。多么想永远地纪念这些在我们生命中出现过的人和事,于是拿起笔,用文字写下我们的思念。
In the season when the plum rain was flying, we remembered the smiling faces in the yellowed memories and reminded us of the warmth of the heart. How much we want to commemorate these people and things that have appeared in our lives forever, then we take a pen and write down our thoughts in words.