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1很多时间,我都行走在拳击的惊涛骇浪。拳击的雨点,犹如飞扬的法器。当头高悬的宝剑,紧急聚合,连成了古罗马长达9米的长枪阵地。拳击手学会了超长距离的冲锋,一直击问我醉醺醺的胸膛。拳击,将流向何方,为拳击而痴迷,那种沉醉的状态,行将营造出何等成色。误区组成了黄白两种颜色的劳动大军,构成了何等境界的世外桃园?我问讯,问讯了许多种命运的脉动。世界于是轰然坍塌了,拳击的大小面目,幻化成一种人类景观。我终于按奈不住,
A lot of time, I walk in the boxing stormy sea. Boxing raindrops, like a flying spell. The overhead sword, emergency polymerization, even into a Roman 9 meters long spear positions. Boxer learned long-range charge, has been asked me drunk chest. Boxing, where the flow will be, obsessed with boxing, the kind of intoxicated state, will create what good. Myths formed the world of yellow and white labor force, what constitutes the realm of paradise? I asked, I heard a lot of fate of the pulse. The world then collapsed, the size of boxing, turned into a human landscape. I finally do not live by,