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我倚在书架边,那里面有你我未去过的世界。恍惚间,我来到托尔金笔下的中土世界,困兽斗中的莱戈拉斯,一朵花开在他的弓箭,浴血,雨水模糊了我的双眼……快听,是谁曲折的歌声回荡在歌剧院,惨白面具后面,是谁欲哭无泪的半张脸……那天空中闪烁的银光,多像冉阿让怀中的银烛台,燃起了堕落者赎罪的心愿。我漫步在葵花田,看花瓣落在青铜边,不知再见时,又隔了几个秋天。凄厉无垠的荒野,哪只狼会圆了这狼王梦,仰天长啸在孤山之巅。
I am leaning on the shelf, there is a world I have not visited. Trance, I came to Tolkien’s writing in the Middle-earth world, Legglas trapped in beast struggle, a flower in his bow and arrow, bloody, rain blurred my eyes ... ... Quick listen, who twists and turns The song echoed in the opera house, behind the gloomy masks, a half-faced face who had no tears ... The glittering silver in the sky, much like the silver candlestick in Jean Valjean, ignited the aspirations of the fallen. I walk in the sunflower fields, watching petals fall on the edge of the bronze, I do not know goodbye, and after a few autumn. Mournful vast wilderness, which wolf will round the Garnett dream, sky shouts at the top of Gushan.