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透过半开的窗可以看到天空,那蔚蓝又寂寞着的天空,灰色的天空.仰望无尽的
悠悠苍天,自古以来,她被多少迁客骚人诗意化了.从此,她便成了美好的代名词.而经常仰望她的人,也便浪漫.单纯了.
不过今天的天空压压的,一片云,仿佛蘸足了淡墨.
Through half-open windows can see the sky, that blue sky and a lonely, gray sky. Looking up at the endless
Heaven long, since ancient times, she was the number of transfer passengers of a man of poetry. Since then, she has become synonymous with good. And people always look up to her, it would be romantic. Simple.
But today the sky pressure pressure,一片云, as if dipped low enough ink.
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