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一个金风送爽、霜叶红于二月花的日子,我去看望刘麟瑞老教授。好久没来中关园了,这一次来,竟好象走错了地方,一切变化得简直认不出来了:新建的高楼鳞次栉比,把原来那群简易的小平房挤得无处存身,缩成一团,而一台台大吊车还在那里象巨灵神似的毫不留情地挥舞着长臂铁拳,似乎不把那些又矮小又难看的小平房全部扫地出门,誓不罢休。
A golden breeze, frosty leaves in February flower days, I went to visit Liu Linrui old professor. For a long time did not come to Zhongguan Park, this time, it seems as if the wrong place, all the changes simply can not recognize: row upon row of new high-rise, the original group of small bungalows squeezed nowhere to save, reduced to one Mission, and a Taiwan Grand Crane is still there like a ghostly mercilessly waving long arm of iron fist, it seems not to those small and ugly little broom all swept out, vowed to give up.