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我闻到自匡园而来的风,夹杂着香醇的气息。哦,原来花都开好了,原来心都盛放了,原来我们该相遇了。——题记翻阅了《风从匡园来》,我嗅到了一份固执的诗意,来自天空、雨露、大地的轻语。燕子呢喃,带着东风,洒满了百花的芬芳,它们数着岁月,盘算着流年里可以收获的花香,好像连一抹新绿都是春来了的证据。风,是从书中来的,是从匡园来的,一直淌到我们的心里去,将我们心底的春意唤醒。高楼,大厦,公路。我们置身在浮华的都市之中,呼吸着带着汽车尾气的空气。每一日
I smell the wind from Marina, mixed with a mellow atmosphere. Oh, the original flowers are good, the original heart is in full bloom, so we met. - Inscription read the “wind from Marina Park,” I smell a stubborn poetic, from the sky, rain, earth whisper. Swallows whispered, with the east wind, filled with the fragrance of flowers, they count the years, contemplating the flowery harvest flowers, like a touch of fresh green is spring evidence. The wind, coming from the book, comes from the park and has been drifting into our hearts and awakening the spring of our hearts. Tall buildings, buildings, highways. We are in the flashy metropolis, breathing the exhaust of the air with the car. Every day