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笔,不再是笔* N3 a; i* u* j5 o' e6 q+ C
纸,也不再是纸
7 y t* S: y6 r9 J有人,在灯下来去。2 _$ P9 W; v% T1 x+ E# K0 m* |
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只这朵( v9 c6 _" i5 ~. G
开在心里。
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# L {5 v J+ `' [9 P V1 A2 fWriting
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At this moment,the pen,is not a pen $ h1 ^* t. n) X: u) w
And the paper is not a piece of paper any more
6 f' k( p: c3 D2 i$ L, x! SSomeone come here ,then he ‘s gone in the light.
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; L9 [1 g$ P4 v n6 U5 sNow, among so many(Forty-eight thousand) lotus
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; _0 v1 r$ V& _ S7 }. jBloooms in my heart.
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l; i8 G. b/ q1 j(李艳敏 译)
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