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4月周末的午后,风和日丽,阳光明媚,和煦温暖的春风似少女柔曼的纤纤素手,撩人心魄,惹人沉醉。我积蓄一团散淡的心绪去逛旧书摊,这是我每月的例课,以期能意外丰收心仪的书册。书摊三四平方米的规模,据着立交桥北面的一隅空地,主人是一位操着外地方言的老叟。他面容清癯,衣着朴素,不修边幅,无语默坐,不吆喝,不揽客,只在有人询问时作简短的回答,其余时间皆若有所思地凝
April weekend afternoon, the wind and sunny, sunny, warm and spring breeze like the girl soft Man’s slender hand, sultry, provoking. I have accumulated a group of dim light mood to go to the old bookstall, this is my monthly class, in order to unexpected harvest bibliography. Bookstall size of 34 square meters, according to the overpass north corner of the open space, the owner is an old dialect speaking in the field. He has a clear face, dressed plainly, unscrupulous, silently sitting silent, not shouting, embarrassed, only when someone asks a brief answer, the rest of the time are deliberately condensate