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四年一度的世界杯,说来就来了,速度快得像是这个急歌繁弦的夏天,春天蔷薇花爬满藤架的记忆还没有淡去,一场大雨,楼外山坡洼地的蛙声就连成了一片。从单位里出来,搭同事的车回家,车窗洞开,白辣的风,从窗外扑进来,像是沾满了湿粉的粉扑打在口鼻上,让人呼吸不畅。忽然间,很想休假,哪怕仅仅有两天的时间,也要逃离没完没了的工作,寻一个清凉的去处吹吹风,或者在火爆爆的艳阳下,以优雅的姿态,把皮肤晒成流行的麦芽色。
The quadrennial World Cup, to say it came, as fast as the speedy song of the summer, the spring rose flowers over the memory of the rattan has not faded, a heavy rain, the frog on the hillside depression Even became a piece. Out from the unit, take a colleague’s car home, open the window, white spicy wind, flew in from the window, like a puff covered with wet powder hit the nose and mouth, people breathing poor. Suddenly, I really wanted to take a break. Even if I had only two days, I had to flee my endless work to find a cool place to go for a hair style or to use an elegant gesture to skin the skin. Malt color.