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我第一次见到他,是在一个初冬的夜晚,他正在一只旧纸箱中酣睡,他的母亲则在费力地向我兜售一个会发光的音乐陀螺,我不耐烦地推开她想尽快离开,就在她身子一闪的瞬间,我看到了纸箱中的他。如果不是仔细看,我一定不会认出那是一个人,他蜷缩的姿态僵直生硬,根本不像一个具有自我意
The first time I saw him was on an early winter night when he was sleeping in an old cardboard box while his mother struggled to sell me a glowing music gyro and I impatiently pushed her away as soon as possible Left, just the moment she was in a flash, I saw him in the cardboard box. If not looked carefully, I will not recognize that it is a man, his stooped posture rigid and stiff, not like a self-interested