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一只蝴蝶的翅膀,在一块稻田张开在另一块稻田收拢,灼热的泪水浸泡眺望的眼睛,也浸泡天际,把远方推向更远;大地卸下旧衣,弃之原野,换上更绚丽的一件,太阳翻越不了四季的山冈;全村的人在通往粮食的土路上往返,晚霞在肩膀上渐渐黯淡,收尽人声与呼吸。灌木丛中,饶北河逶迤蓝色火焰,向东奔跑,野花次第开放。你是否误入过那样的村庄?屋顶像被一件打满补丁的衣裳罩着,黑得褪白,白得染黑,青石铺的小巷被脚板打磨得鲜活透亮,牛粪散发弥久的清香,你掖一个蓝花布兜,后领挂一把黑伞,走访
The wings of a butterfly, spread open in a paddy field in another paddy field collapsed, burning tears soaked eyes overlooking the horizon, but also soak the horizon, to move further away; the earth unloaded old clothes, abandoned the wilderness, put more brilliant One of the sun can not climb over the four seasons of the mountains; the village of people in the dirt road to food from the back, the sunset gradually dim on the shoulders, to absorb the human voice and breathing. In the bushes, the Rao Bei River 逶 迤 blue flame, run east, the wildflower second open. Did you mistakenly enter such a village? The roof was covered with a patch of clothes, black and white, black and white, the bluestone paved alley was fresh and translucent by the foot plate, The fragrance, you tuck a blue flower pocket, after hanging a black umbrella, visit