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这是一种敏感而安静的声音,似乎一个轻微的动作就会令它戛然而止。自在随性的乐手,用藏在身体里的乐器,恍若倾尽秋季、燃尽生命般演奏。深秋的风已然含着彻骨的寒意,我紧了紧外套,把手插进兜里。风擦着发丝从头顶掠过,微低下头,下巴埋在高高的衣领里,鼻头蹭着略带暖意的布料,尽量让自己冷静下来。总是固执地龟缩在自己的壳里,像蜗牛一样用触角怯怯地摸索这个世界,一厢情愿地认为所有人都不可信。风从眼镜上方灌
This is a sensitive and quiet voice, it seems a slight move will make it come to an abrupt end. Feel free to use the musician, possession of the instruments in the body, reminding us of scenes of the fall season, burn life-like play. Autumn wind already contains a chilling chill, I tight jacket, his hand into his pocket. The wind rubbed the hair over his head, slightly down his head, chin buried in tall collar, nose rub a warm cloth, try to calm down. Always stubbornly shrunken in their own shell, like a snail timidly explore the world with tentacles, wishful thinking that all people are not credible. Wind from the top of irrigation glasses