生如夏花,死如秋叶
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生如夏花,死如秋叶
(印)泰戈尔
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本章字数: 210

阴雨的黄昏,风无休止地吹着。我看着摇曳的树枝,想念万物的伟大。

This rainy evening the wind is restless. I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of all things.

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