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我开始赞美一种生活,细小、琐碎,却泛着晶莹剔透的光。秋风乍起,眼看着花零落,草枯残,有哀伤,亦有惊喜。来来往往的人都是那楼下风景,而我是躲在屋子里看风景的人。每一道风景都好:刚才过去的那个戴着墨镜的男人很帅气,那个披着粉色披肩的女人很优雅,路边那个小女孩儿逗弄小狗的举动好可爱,给乞丐送去一根冰激凌的男孩儿一看就有颗金子的心。天空里飞翔的鸽子传来的哨声、街道边跑出来的小狗欢快的吠叫、路边人家篱笆上铺满的常春藤,都让我一一快乐过,这些和幸福沾边儿的事儿呵,
I began to praise a life, small, trivial, but glowing crystal clear light. Autumn winds, seeing flowers scattered, grass dry residue, sad, there are surprises. The people coming and going downstairs were downstairs, and I was hiding in the room to see the scenery. Every scene is good: the man wearing sunglasses just passed was handsome, the woman in pink shawl was very elegant, the little girl at the roadside was very cute in teasing puppies, and gave the beggar an ice cream boy Children have a gold heart. The whistles flying from the pigeons flying in the sky, the cheerful barking of the puppies running by the street, the ivy covered by the roadside fence all make me happy, Ah,