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坎坷的人生路上,命运之手轻轻一推,你一个趔趄,便跌入了命运的低谷。属于你的日子开始变得混乱而凄惶,你能看到的,是逝去时光滞涩而沉重的堆积,未来的岁月,很难说是云淡风清。你依然走在路上,走在熙熙攘攘的人流里,走在日出日落之间。你额头上的皱纹更深了,心中的忧郁更浓了,脸上也失却了以往的神采。你默默品味着命运的飘忽无奈,咀嚼着生命的起伏跌宕。在庭前,虽然你的思维是迟钝的,但你依然能看见春天。在你的思维世界里,城市依然喧嚣,依
On the rough road of life, the hand of fate gently push, you a staggering, then fall into the trough of destiny. The days that belong to you are beginning to become chaotic and hopeless. All you can see is the time-laden and heavy accumulation of time gone by. It is hard to say that the future will be clear-cut. You are still walking on the road, walking in the bustling crowd, walking between sunrise and sunset. The wrinkles on your forehead are deeper, the melancholy in your heart is thicker, and your face is lost in the past. You silently taste the fate of erratic helplessness, chewing ups and downs of life. In front of the court, though your thinking is dull, you can still see the spring. In your thinking world, the city is still noisy, according to