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日头出来点点红,照进妹房米海空。米海越空越好耍,只愁命短不愁穷。天上下雨路又滑,自己跌倒自己爬。自己忧愁自己解,自流眼泪自抹干。……也许,她们的牙齿掉光了;她们的头发积霜雪;她们的皮肤干且枯;她们的眼睛看不清米酒与鲜花;可是,我们依然深爱着她们的笑容,直到下下个世纪也无法自拔。整理完所有的文字、照片,突然发现处暑过后,八月尾声的阳光舒迟而透明,流溢着一种久经忧患令人鼻酸的,古老的宁静。就让我们好好珍藏这些“慰
The sun came out a little bit red, according to the girl room meters sea empty. The better the sea of rice, the better, just worry about the poor life. Rainy sky and slippery, fall themselves climb themselves. Own sadness their own solution, spontaneous tears dry. ... maybe their teeth are gone; their hair is frosted; their skin is dry and dead; their eyes can not see rice wine and flowers; but we are still in love with their smile until the next Century also unable to extricate themselves. Finishing all the texts and photos, I suddenly found that after the end of summer heat, the light of the end of August was delayed and transparent, overflowing with a kind of old-fashioned, soothing and painful experience. Let us treasure these ”comfort