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我在日常生活中,喜欢读书看报,爱写短文。有时为了一篇拙作,常至夜深人静,往往是一幢楼中最后一个熄灯。这样日复一日,习以为常。一日,偶然发觉我对面的楼上也有那么一盏灯,好像在与我较劲,只要我的灯不熄,它就一个劲地亮着。这夜,我推开窗扇,透透空气,不想那窗扇也咔嚓一声推开了,映入我眼帘的竟是鹤发银须的洪光斗老先生。“还没休息呀?”老人先开口了。我知道他是在和我打招呼。“你老不是也没睡吗!”。国庆佳节,我信步街头。洪老迎面走来。二人寒暄一番,并肩而行,絮絮而谈。老人说,来盐阜地区已经四十多年了,一直
In my daily life, I like to read newspapers and write love essays. Sometimes for an essay, often in the dead of night, often the last light in a building. It is customary day after day. One day, I noticed that there was a lamp upstairs across from me. It seemed as if it was against me. As long as my lamp was on, it lit up. This night, I opened the window sash, through the air, do not want that window also Kacha loudly opened, and my eyes were actually made of silver hair Hongtou old gentleman. “Have not rest yet? ” The old man first spoke. I know he is greeted me. “Are you old nor sleep? ”. National Day, I walk the streets. Hong old oncoming. The two greetings, side by side, Xu Xu talk. The old man said that it has been more than 40 years since Yanfu area has been