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那是她最苦闷难熬的一段时光。发了几个小文,满心以为自己已越过生命那道山梁,即将攀上山顶,去一览那四野绝佳的风光,却蓦地发现,自己不过在山腰徜徉陶醉了片刻,便又回到坚实的地面:她再写不出任何让自己心生欢喜的文字。忧伤,水一样从每个夜晚、每个角落漫卷而来,沁得她一身冰凉。她开始动摇,甚至怀疑自己是不是那块料!晚睡前,照例给儿子读故事。忙碌了一天,原本曾是与儿子最舒适享用的一段亲密时光,此刻,她竟也提不起半点兴致。随手翻开一册刚借来画满
It was her most depressed moment of toughness. Made a few small articles, full of thought that they have crossed the mountain that life, is about to climb the top to glance over the wonderful landscapes, but suddenly found himself in the mountainside intoxicated for a moment, then returned to a solid Ground: She could not write any more words to make her heart happy. Sad, like water from every night, every corner of the volume, Qin her cold. She began to waver, and even suspect that he is not the piece of material! Before going to sleep, as usual, to read stories to his son. Busy day, had been the most comfortable with her son to enjoy a moment of intimacy, at the moment, she could not even mention the slightest interest. Just open a book just borrowed to draw full