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一阳光,被树阴撕碎了,无情地,扔在大街上……落日的余晖,丝丝缕缕铺满了这条依旧人影依稀的小巷,只知古老,只知长;只知几户人家,几个忙。
One sunlight was shattered by the shade of the trees. It was ruthlessly thrown on the street. The last rays of the setting sun were covered with the faintly shadowed lanes. Only the old ones were known. Only a few families were known. A few busy.