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手撑雨伞走过如意长街,我的脚步从街头蔓延到街尾。任我如何回头,都是一片寂寥。无需争辩,大雨里的如意长街,是这样的。唯有再走远,会望到镜片后的灯光,湿透了,也像开出烂漫的鲜花。少陵野老说,灯前细雨檐花落,我反其意而用之,竟也成文。雨珠晶亮,成为微澜潭水,卷着灯叶,摇成一个夜晚。再走近,灯光边依附一个超市,意外的不简陋,甚至有一个音响,乐声回环往复,乐音也漂泊思家。然而此处音响终于歇落,而后众声沉寂,从来愈静愈夜。
Hand holding umbrella Ruyi Street, my footsteps spread from the street to the end of the street. Any time I turn back, is a lonely. Needless to argue, the rain in the long street, is like this. Only then go far, will see the light after the lens, soaked, like out of brilliant flowers. Shao Ling-old said that the light before the eaves of flowers, I use the contrary, actually actually written. Raindrops bright, a micro-Lan Tam water, rolled lights, shake into a night. Then approached, the lights attached to a supermarket, the accident is not simple, and even have a sound, music back and forth loop, the music is also drift home. However, here finally sounded the sound, and then quiet voice, the more the more the more the more night.