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慵懒地靠着车窗,看见窗子上的水汽氤氲了整个初春的曼妙。我忍不住用手轻轻地拂开这层薄薄的隔膜,想看个究竟。汽车还在疾速地奔腾着,窗外的景色就像过眼云烟般散开——在我还没来得及向她招手的时候,她就已没了踪影。“师傅,停车……”车子在半途,还没到家,但我还是毫不犹豫地喊出了声——我也看到了一棵开花的树。“如何让你遇见我/在我最美丽的时刻/为这/我已在佛前求了五百年”欣然地来到树下,望着零星的几朵小花荼然地绽放在这干瘦的枝头,便不由自主地想到了席慕容的《一棵开花的树》。
Lazy leaning against the window, see the water vapor on the window swaddled the graceful early spring. I can not help but gently brush this layer of thin diaphragm, want to see what happens. The car was still galloping fast and the scenery outside the window was like a cloud of smoke - disappearing when I had not been able to wave to her. “Master, parking ... ” The car was halfway, not yet home, but I still did not hesitate to shout - I also saw a flowering tree. “How to make you meet me / in my most beautiful moment / for this / I have been in the Buddha for five hundred years ” readily came to the tree, looking at sporadic flowers bloom Slim branches, they involuntarily think of Xi Murong’s “a flowering tree.”