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病床上的他脸色苍白,映着墙壁煞是刺眼,四周无声。我静静地看着他,看着这个几近透明的人,为什么您觉悟的这么晚呢……静观彼岸花是春,花骨朵儿还没一展红颜便都羞红了脸,在郁郁的花间时隐时现微微佝偻的背影,是奶奶。听人说奶奶是极爱养花的。也正是那个春天,父亲与母亲相遇、相知并迅速相爱,可本应幸福甜蜜的日子却因他的参与而变得“电闪雷鸣”。他想尽千方百计来拆散他们,皆未果。
He was pale on the bed, glittering in the walls, silent. I quietly looked at him and looked at this almost transparent people, why do you realize so late it ... ... the other side of the flower is to see the spring flowers, flower buds have not show their roots will be ashamed red face, Implicit moment when the hint of the back, is my grandmother. Listen to people that grandmother is a love of flowers. It is also that spring, the father and mother met, known and quickly fall in love, but should be happy sweet day because of his participation and become “lightning thunder.” He tried to do everything possible to break them, all failed.