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黄昏时分,女孩儿走出驿站,心里有种说不出的焦躁。这地方是古时候留下的。瓦片已经脱落了不少,墙壁也早已斑驳不堪,唯有檐角的风铃是新的。不知是谁换了新的风铃。在这种前不着村、后不着店的奇怪地方,居然还有人会费心于这样的小细节。起风了,风铃在微风中摇曳起来,发出“丁零当啷”的清脆声响。听着这样的声音,女孩儿的情绪总算稍许有些平复下来了。十几分钟前,她给妈妈打了电话。“今天又要晚回来啦!”妈妈在
At dusk, the girl out of the inn, my heart kind of unspeakable anxiety. This place was left in ancient times. Tiles have shed a lot, the walls have long been mottled, only the cornices of the Campanula is new. I do not know who changed the new wind chimes. In this kind of before the village, shop after the strange place, there are still people who will bother with such a small detail. Windy, wind chimes swaying in the breeze, issued “Ding zero when 啷 ” crisp sound. Listening to such a voice, the girl’s emotions finally calm down somewhat. Ten minutes ago, she called her mother. “Today is coming back later!” "Mom is here