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我不想说秋天就一定是制造出忧伤诗句的季节,不想说是秋天捏着植物的喉咙让它们枯萎的,是过多的诗错怪了秋,而它们偏偏此时自己掐断自己,也误导了事物的情绪。你用一阵缠绕不清的小雨告诉这一切,那就是这种错误的悲伤情绪的承担者。
I do not want to say that autumn must be the season to create a sad verse. I did not want to say that it was withered in the throats of the plants in the fall. It was too many poems that were out of date in the fall, and they just misjudged themselves. Emotions of things. You tell it all with a twinkle of light, and that’s the wrong sadness.