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<description><![CDATA[Gone With The Wind]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[cutey]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'楷体_GB2312';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">Cutey, you are truly cunning, </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">I should say it often more.</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">How would God like to send you down to the earth instead of keeping you an angle in heaven?</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">Your big eyes, bright and clear, twinkle with passion and naughtiness when something interest you..</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">Your high-pitched voice, euphonious and special, haunts my afflicting heart every time I miss you.</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">Oh, cutey, but you are still a baby.</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">My beauty makes no sense to you if you stay your dream in rei ayanami.</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">So wake up please</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">I’d like to show you a beautiful world out of games or animes.</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">And then, cutey,</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">Would you like to have a talk about King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table?</span><wbr /> <br><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PS: practically I’m taking a risk for you are another Virgo<img src="http://imgcache.qq.com/qzone/em/e80.gif"><wbr /></span><wbr /> <br></span><wbr /> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 11:01:37 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[so-called film review]]></title>
<link>http://445825602.qzone.qq.com/blog/1197209609</link>
<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">一定要好好补偿损失的脑细胞，在寒假<img src="http://imgcache.qq.com/qzone/em/e65.gif"><wbr />。纯正的原创啊...</span><wbr /><br> <br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">The Shawshank Redemption, telling a story about two imprisoned men bonding over a number of years, finding solace and eventual redemption through acts of common decency, and King Arthur, narrating the ancient legend of King Arthur and Knights of the Round Table, though different in background and age, have something in common deep inside.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-style:italic"><wbr /><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr /><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">Freedom</span><wbr /></span><wbr /></span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">Freedom, an abstract concept, can be regarded as one of some eternal things human beings pursue through thousands of years.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">Although in King Arthur there’ s no cry like one full of love and passion which William Wallace made at the very end of his life in Brave Heart, freedom is undeniable the core of this movie. The freedom of two races, the freedom of two individuals, the repress and struggle related to freedom. However, freedom is merely like a fragile bubble if there’s no piece in company. Therefore King Arthur and Knights of the Round Table begin to struggle against the enemies, narrowly escape from the frozen river, fight fiercely in the castle. These thrilling combats are the long-long journeys towards freedom.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">As we can see above, freedom is not so easy to gain. Which is the same case in The Shawshank Redemption, the cost of freedom is quite considerable: it takes some two decades for a man to obtain his redemption that he deserves. During the span of 20 years in prison, Andy Dufresne has been tortured a lot. Despite he is the only innocent people in Shawshank, he is subjected to despair, and he has to find a way to fight off being institutionalized, to help the warden laundry money against his own will. Yet he undertakes them all without a word. Andy overcomes them because he knows it clearly that they’re the inevitable barrels in the way that leading to the bright freedom.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">Arthur and Andy both succeed finally. They desire for freedom, fight for freedom, suffer from the hardships given by freedom. Eventually, freedom belongs to them. They hold the conviction, presumably, deep in their hearts: You -- all of you -- were free from your first breath!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />Hope</span><wbr /></span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">Hope is a good thing, proclaimed Andy in The Shawshank Redemption. With all of the aesthetic touches and attention to cinematic detail, the most beautiful part of the film lies within its thematic material, such as its focus on the human desires for the most abstract concepts, like hope. The theme, which concerns the thing that the human spirit undoubtedly yearns for, seems so intricately woven into the plot that it easily draws its audience in to its story. Though full of hardened criminals, your heart will go out to these men as they display the most basic of human emotions, and deliver some of the most quotable lines in a film to date. And the Shawshank prison is like a mirror of the outside world - complete with its backstabbing, honor, friendship, injustice and power struggles. Both the inside and outside world are sometimes cruel, sometimes cold and mostly unfair. Nothing but hope can protect you from despair.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">We can say The Shawshank Redemption lays emphasis on hope while King Arthur accentuates freedom, but hope does being one of the themes of King Arthur. Hope is the essential prerequisite of Arthur’s fighting for freedom. If there’s no hope, there won’t be any desire, any faith, or any strength to defend the English colony against the invading Saxons, and back the local Woads in their long struggle against the barbarians. Therefore, hope backs up Arthur’s success. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">There's a small place inside of us nobody can never lock away, and that place is called hope. And Hope can set us free.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />Spirit of revolt</span><wbr /></span><wbr /></span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">&quot;These walls are funny,&quot; Morgan Freeman intones. &quot;First you hate them. Then you get used to them. After time passes, you get so's you depend on them.&quot; From Freeman, these words read like existential thunder. That's what is called &quot;institutionalized” in Shawshank, which Andy does his utmost to get rid of. He does have a spirit of revolt, against the despair, the horror that flows from the realization than 10, 20, 30 years of a man's life have unreeled in the same unchanging daily prison routine. Though quite as he is, he plans to break out of jail at the first day when he is sent in. However, he makes it quietly, unviolently, unlike the way King Arthur does.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">There was a sword stuck in a stone, as the legend said, whoever could remove the sword would become King of England and save the country. Many brave knights tried to pull the sword out, but they all failed. When the young boy called Arthur walked past the stone and pulled the sword out of the stone, he was destined to be unremarkable. So Arthur is in the movie King Arthur. He can’t stand Rome’s cruel ruling of his mother land—England and then teams up with some bold knights which are known later as “Knights of the Round Table” to defend his own country. There must be a sprit of revolt in Arthur’s bone. You can perceive it from the very few glances of Arthur, the words he remarks, the expression he reveals when he fights.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />Summary</span><wbr /></span><wbr /></span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">The two movies both extend some noble, holy mankind spirits. Real art is able to inspire audience to look at the deeper aspects of life and the world around you rather than simply entertain them. The two deliver much-needed breath of fresh air for anyone who realizes the capability of film. On the whole, King Arthur and The Shawshank Redemption tell stories most masterfully, illustrating principles and inspiring their audience to think. They leave us a powerful message of hope, freedom, and the spirit of revolt, something we all seek. </span><wbr /> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2007 14:13:29 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[CCTV英语演讲]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[唉,我知道水平不够,可还是厚着脸皮参加了。结果真是,的的确确，非常惨不忍睹，痛心疾首。就差一点点就进了嘛，如果我离话筒再近点，如果我再多笑一点...所谓长江后浪推前浪,前浪死在沙滩上.我属于前浪,陈靖元同学就是典型的后浪(好歹我比你大8个月赖就自居长一下~)。虽然我没进前二，但还是要感谢他对我的稿子提出了宝贵又及时的建议，互改稿子的感觉还真不错，久违了。而且还让我认识到目前我所用的英语是多么的低级，人家脱口而出的就是高级句式，我却还在高中级别的句型里徘徊。唉，差距，差距。 <br>                                              My view on life-long learning <br>What is life-long learning?In my opinion,it is a concept that &quot;It's never too soon or too late for learning&quot;. <br><br>Don’t be too hasty to learn as if tomorrow were not avaliable for you while actually you have a whole life-time. And the famous saying “It’s never too old to learn” is a strong support for my opinion. As you can see, across the country, a growing number of senior citizens who are in traditional retirement, are heading back to school — a trend that many universities are doing their best to encourage . <br><br>Looking back down the thousands of years of  we human beings’ evolution, we can say it’s a long-long exploration of knowledge rather than a history of mankind. Since ancient Greece, our ancestors had been so curious about the stars far away from us and then,their offsprings proceeded to unknown things around the world.Little by little,knowledge was accumulated in this way. Look, before you is a human-history-long learning,is there anyone of you holding an oppinion aginst life-long learning? Therefore, life-long learning, is an effective and direct way to let you be wise,be smart all the time until the end of your life. <br><br>An individual human existence—at least it seems to me—should be like a river—small at first,narrowly contained within its banks,and rushing passionately past rocks and over waterfalls.Gradually the river grown wider,the banks recede,the water flow more quietly,and in the end,without any visible break,they become merged in the sea.Yeah,it’s an advanture with life-long learning. Though samll and weak at first, you know how to overcome difficulties due to the knowledge you’ve gained. Gradually, by learning, you realize that the old banks turn to be the obstacles in your way forward, so you keep broadening your eyes and as a result get more skills and experience to move on more smoothly. Eventually, you reach the real world and become part of it but you shoul not stop learning or you may fall back to the river again. <br><br>Now I believe all of you are fully convinced that you're never too old to be a freshman. The atmosphere of life-long learning is pretty nice—it keeps you young. So let's stay enegetic,stay wise, stay the master of the earth, by accompanying learning with us for the whole life time. <br>还是不太切题，尤其后段从NCE4上借鉴的。 <br>Ai...wondering...<img src="http://imgcache.qq.com/qzone/em/e15.gif"><wbr /> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 07:48:12 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[after learning sb's love stories]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">After learning sb’ s love stories</span><wbr />，唉<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">What’s the definition of love</span><wbr />？<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">I have no right to comment</span><wbr />。已经回忆不起当初那种令人筋疲力尽的感觉，看看当初疯狂的日记也无法温故而知新。想着外教调查我们上课的小班内有多少人谈过恋爱时，他看着那举起的寥寥几只手，道一句：<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">People…</span><wbr />然后叹了口气。呵呵，外国人毕竟和我们不同，只是听着他戏谑的口气，不禁也有些自怜。<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">2 years…what do I get? </span><wbr />南邮？杨帆？不能怪别人，是我的错<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">.</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">He never really existed at all except in my imagination. I loved something I made up. I made a pretty suit of clothes and fell in love with it. And when he came up in front of me, so handsome, so different, I put that suit on him and made him wear it fitted him or not. And I wouldn’t see what he really was. I kept loving the pretty clothes—and not him at all. Now I can look back down the years and see myself standing in the playground, thrilled by the young man just left beside me with white skin and curly hair. I can see clearly now that he is only a childish fancy, a foolish fancy. But what can I do now? This event has taken all my passion and energy away as they’re likely to desert me forever.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.8em;">唉，想那么悲观干吗<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">,</span><wbr />还有比我更惨的人嘛。所以小陆同学，加油哦<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">~</span><wbr />相信你的实力，<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">u’re really not only pretty but a kind and innocent boy, a certain girl will rescue u from the current depression and u won’t take as so long time as I did to recover.</span><wbr />不过别再重蹈覆辙了<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">^^</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">In a word, I’ll never believe in”fall in love at first sight”.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">So don’t shed tears when you miss the sun, or you’ll miss the stars.</span><wbr /> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 02:37:17 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[暑期实习]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:24px;line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />实习报告</span><wbr /></span><wbr /></div><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">                                                                                                                                       B0622404  余倩</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">什么都不知道的情况下，看报纸，搜网页。那我现在就小效仿卢梭下，诚实写下我每一次求职经历~</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">第一次</span><wbr />：</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">某日，金陵晚报求职招聘版上印有寥寥数字：学生暑期兼职 电话：XXXXXXXX.我双眼偶然瞄过，立刻端起电话，询问。以前从来没干过这种事，心里竟然还有些紧张。紧张就紧张吧，紧张过后还是要打。咬咬牙，拨通电话。一口纯正的南京腔从听筒那端飘进我耳朵，顺着血液流经血管达到内心深处，同时也很轻柔简单地抚平我那颗处于逻辑混乱的大脑。之后我很随便地提了几个问题。如，具体说说你们的工作是什么，工资多少，公司地址在哪。模糊印象是，我当时就问了这三个问题，放下听筒后立即后悔了，怎么没问它那附近有哪些路的公交车？好吧，翻出地图，2007版的，全新。中山南路XX号。嗯，中山路我知道，怎么还有个南字？那就在中山路的南边找找看好了...果然，找到了，差不多是新街口珠江路那一带。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">好的。带上电话里所要求的学生证、身份证，收拾收拾准备出门。可是...果然，我还是害怕啊...唉，承认吧。是的，我承认了，所以我又一次拿起听筒...我很懦弱地找了个陪伴。照着地址，我们沿路寻找，来到了标着门牌号为XX号的门口。不用望远镜，肉眼就可以看出里面又暗又霉，隐约还飘出一股比较郁闷的味道。稍稍捏了捏同伴的手，咽了咽口水，走进去。上了5楼，找到了那家至今以及日后都会铭记在心的“文佳公司”。一间约20平米的办公室，4个人，一人一张办公桌，没有空调，风扇呼呼吹地噪声令人不爽。“有事啊？”又是那纯正的南京腔，只是此时此刻出现在这却令我莫名其妙的厌恶。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">坐下，拿出证件，报上基本情况，谈谈对兼职的意愿想法和要求。一切完毕后，掏钱，得到一个还不知道存不存在的公司地址和联系电话，带上“不管结果如何都要和阿姨联系噢”的嘱咐，踏上另一段寻路历程。原来中介的过程就是这样的啊。既然都出来了，那再按照给的地址挑战下“中介都是骗人的”传统观念也无妨。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">居然给我们找到那家公司了，位于至今以及日后也会铭记在心的“江苏软件园”。小小激动了下。推门，填表，等待。然后，得到一句“不好意思，目前文员的职位已经满了，只有发传单的工作。”纯粹的、彻底的被耍了，被骗了。我居然还傻傻地回打给那位拥有纯正南京腔的大妈。正如电视或报纸上报道的一样，那位大妈义愤填膺地用难听至极南京话兼并各类粗话骂那个公司。好的，再听下去还浪费我=的电话费呢。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">什么经验都没有，无异于待宰的羔羊。哼...看我那天进化成沉默的羔羊...再回去算账...好了好了，第一次总是花钱买经验的，别人怎么说总是它们的，自己尝试了才是我的经验。虽说如此...不甘心啊...</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">第二次</span><wbr />：</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">学乖了，打死我也不去中介。打电话时我也会毫不客气地第一句道：请问你是不是中介？这样大概过了几天，也进入了七月下旬。周围的同学都开始实习了。不行，不能总是想着找文员，别眼高手低的。好的，开始向酒吧，KTV之类进军。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">第二次去面试是一家名为1912的酒吧KTV，在南京有3家分店。好不容易找到那，面试什么的都很顺利地通过了，最后却被告知要交200元的工作证办理费。搞什么，一个工作证要200？够我买一个圣斗士模型了。而且没准还会要我陪酒。听着那位”王总”在电话里和我通话结束后一声嗲嗲的“拜拜”，噢...不干。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">嗯，这次比较简短。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">第三次：</span><wbr /></span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">还是金陵晚报，一条：百强美企...什么什么的。似乎挺眼生的，不是中介。打了个电话，约了个时间，再次拖着同一个女生，继续下一次“冒险”（的确哟，发现有点好玩了~）。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">那天雨好大,在莫愁湖公园那。公司名为：Herballife。听过吗？至少我没。（不过后来真的在湖南路狮子桥那看见它的大幅广告牌）一位Mr.王很热情地接待了我们，并且请来了他的boss（一个东大毕业的，不爽ing）给我们详细介绍Herballife产品在世界的知名度以及中国大陆市场有多么宽广的前景。慢慢的，感觉到这像是在传销。但万先生斩钉截铁地否定他们是传销，是直销。有区别么<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />我这个门外汉只有静静倾听毫无反驳之力。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">中间过程忽略。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">要交100RMB注册费，这样可以获得我们Herballife的营销权。Mr.王这样笑着说。哼<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />露出狐狸尾巴了<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />先回家再说。之后在网上，Mr.王不停地给我灌输加入的好处。我前方百计地想从他口中套话，最好能套出有关怎样推销产品的方法，可惜，失败。而且，Mr.王说话不要太空，一点实质性的东西都不存在。这种人，可怕。即使他最后答应我那100RMB他可以替我付<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />还是不要了吧<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />安利已经够受的了。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">好歹我知道了传销和直销的区别<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />一个合法一个非法。（欢迎广大读者致电指正~）</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">正式㈠</span><wbr />：</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">一家名为99间半的公司。长江路估衣巷XX号。全新的2007版南京地图已经烂掉了。终于找到了这家公司，深藏于居民楼中。还玩“小隐隐于市”，哈。上了三楼，楼梯没有灯，又窄又深<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />承认的确有点害怕，但还是得上去的。在某条不显身的狗的狂吠中度过半个小时的等待时间，最后却是让我下楼。唉，我又能发表什么颇有微词的怨言呢？乖乖的下了楼，两个东南大学的男生（再度不爽）使我大概了解了工作要求：在指定区域内，用自带的照相机对餐饮休闲娱乐场所进行拍摄并填写相对应的表格。一家4块钱。这两位男生也是在为别人打工。一个正在建设的网站“中国餐饮在线”，专门为来宁旅游的外国游客、或是大学生、白领等提供详细的参考。而我拍的照片就是为了这个网站的建立。先由其中一位男生先带我转了估衣巷一带的饭店或是休闲娱乐场所去实习，看看他是如何与店主沟通套出有用的信息且进行拍摄。似乎不是很难的，而且我的脸皮不算薄吧<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />不管，先干了再说。不合格就当积累经验。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">所以第二天端着照相机，从Times Extra开始，在鼓楼区内一家家开始地毯式搜索盘查。有时还是会害怕的，比如面对“上海人家”时，我问都没敢问，直接pass好了（反正它是连锁店，连锁店可以不用拍）。宾馆也是不给拍的，结果我踏入紫薇宾馆时看见没人，趁机偷拍了几张。唉，平时不常做这种事，拿相机的手在不自觉的抖，所以照出来的效果真是<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr /></span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">“南通人家”的态度最好，那位男大堂经理还亲自带我走了下大厅和包间，甚至还让在吃饭的顾客暂停下，让我拍菜。太强了<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />感激<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />其它的态度都一般般啦，不反对但却远不如“南通人家”那样热情了。好了好了，可以拍摄就算不错的了<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr /></span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">那天南京气温37℃，大街上肯定超过40℃，站在树荫里还能有快要被烤融化的感觉。于是，在我的偷工减料下，上午大概干了2小时，下午1小时。拍了9家，合格7家。可以了。只是得了后遗症，在高中同学聚会上就端着相机不停的拍<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr /></span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">正式㈡</span><wbr />：</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">又是在网上找到的。（幸亏这回不是东南大学的，否则真要撑不住了<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />）一位Miss陆说她急需礼仪小姐，站在五星级大酒店内，待遇还不错。本来不想干这个的，可最后还是阴差阳错地打了她的手机。习惯性地叫上YF，可“恨”的是她老毛病又犯了，担心这个担心那个。唉，到头来又是我一个人去<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />去吧去吧。到了那，居然很幸运的成为8个名额中的一名，可第二天的噩梦也因此即将开演。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">有点新奇，因为第一次穿旗袍。旗袍是很漂亮，可被我穿的就<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />这个就暂且不提了。化好不深不浅的妆，再把头发盘成一个髻，踩着6厘米高的高跟鞋。乖乖，镜子里那个人<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />嗯，需要一秒钟的反应认知时间。迈出一步，猛然发现可爱的旗袍开衩奇高，大概占了腿长的3/4。这可不是闹着玩的：走路不能跨大步；坐着时要用某件物体掩盖腿的一侧；弯腰时余光迅速扫视周围有无异性<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />终于扭捏着走出WC，和搭档站在规定的位置。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">十分钟<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />五分钟<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />三分钟<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />一分钟<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />怎么钟不动？坏了？爱因斯坦对狭义相对论的比喻得到了充分的体现。紧身旗袍让我呼吸不顺可以忽略不计，面部的三分微笑我可以假装自己和史泰龙一样面瘫，大脑无所事事处于空虚状态我也可以接受，但最最最不能忍受的是：那双该死的高跟鞋<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />女人一定要接受这种痛苦的考验吗？那根6厘米的柱子硬生生地使身高平地拔起，之后所有的压力集中在双脚的前端，居然还是尖口设计<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />开始对中国古代女性产生丝丝敬佩之情：一双三寸金莲的背后隐藏了多少血泪史啊。钢炼的思想“等价交换”果然小强，脚尖所受如千万根小针刺痛的痛楚就是交换的条件？好的<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />可得到的是什么呢？嗯<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />看酒店里的大多数男性都似乎比我矮<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr /></span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">这一天真真真的不是人过的。我非常想假装两条下肢不是我的，可是，那疼痛感为什么还要我来承受？实在不行了就像踩高跷一样“走”到WC，坐一会，等灼人的痛感稍稍退去后再继续撒旦的考验。可怜的人，休息只能偷偷地在WC（光明正大地坐在大厅被雇我们的主管看见后果就<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />）。幸好那是古南都的WC，里面的味道能够得到保证。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">下一天，换鞋子。不换鞋子的话我真要有双三寸金莲了。不错，很舒服，非常舒服。反正我对站已经没感觉了，军训原来还是有用的。只是<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />困。浑身酸痛，像刚打完场比赛，两眼发肿，眼皮不停地往下掉。又只能往WC里钻了。居然<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />靠在残疾人专用的如厕辅助工具（一根安装在墙上的L型钢管）上睡着了。出来后搭档了解了情况，笑得前仰后合的。唉，别笑，其实那WC环境真的还不错唉<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr /></span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">不管脚多疼，肩多酸，被怀有不管什么意图地看了多少眼，在拿到钱的那一刻，真真实实的，非常欣慰。原来靠自己就是这种感觉~虽然这两天中有人对我笑颜相待，有人对我冷言冷语。不管怎样，感谢他们，因为他们毫无保留地向我展示了这个社会无所谓好坏的现实。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">说是靠自己，其实有意无意的，我依然在依靠着我的父母。依靠他们的电脑查找兼职资料，用他们赚的钱乘公交车，等等等等。是的，在暑假刚开始，我是想依靠父母去寻找实习的岗位。他们是找到了，不好也不差的一个实习环境。问问周围的同学，很多也都已经靠着父母的关系找到了。的确，大一，什么都不懂的我们能够做什么呢，如果不依靠父母的关系网？但我不想去。我当然羡慕那些被安排的很好的同学，羡慕他们的父母，羡慕他们的无忧，羡慕他们所拥有而我没有的东西。可是，羡慕终究也不会把我变成我羡慕的人，所以为什么要无谓地羡慕呢?如果没有，那就自己去创造好了。讲的是很轻松，可我知道，一旦下决心，那将踏上一条修罗之路，孤独，荆棘，可能还没有退路。我会害怕，会想退缩，会抱怨。那就这样前进吧。或许我不是孤独的，尽管看上去形单影只。可不少和我处境相同或更劣于我的人正在努力的走出他们的道路。心灵在一起可以吧？正所谓神交。毕竟我还没有达到“情到深处人孤独，思到尽头人寂寞”的境界。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">面对巨大的人生和未来，像我这样缺少高瞻远瞩没有远见的人就会变得如此茫然不知所措。有位朋友对我说过：大道有大道的大，幽径有幽径的幽。不一样的人生，不一样的经历，没有对错好坏。可人生只有一次哎，我想要最好的<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />OK？又不是平行宇宙<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">…</span><wbr />如果人类可以摆脱三维空间的摆布就不会有这么多困扰了。很佩服那种像SAGA一样，王者风范。在其眼中，天下如同渺渺飞沙，诸多情愁起落，却挽留不住，只是悠然转身。不过，我宁愿这样~这正是身为人类的幸福所在嘛。</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">综上所述既是我本期的暑期实践。</span><wbr /> <br><span 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<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />没有从正门进，还是喜欢躲在暗处先把他们观察个够再现身。从树人的门进了。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />2003年拿到NSFZ的宣传单时，我对里面那张未名湖印象颇深，太大了，怎么会那么大？来到这里才发现，完全被照相机的高超技术给耍了。摄像师站在食堂的二楼，俯视的效果再加之倾斜的角度，一个放大版的未名湖就神奇的出现在眼前。只可惜虽然知道原理，操作起来却少了样东西：更高级的照相机。没办法，凑合着拍几张吧。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />之后便是院士墙。怎么能不去院士墙呢？太具有纪念意义了。一样的木椅，一样的松树。。。不过都是过去了。真的感觉快要过去了。不容易啊我。还有些小自恋地录了相，从院士墙的一端走到另一端，再配上画外音（结果回去只能听到一片涕泣蝉鸣，乖乖，寒蝉鸣泣之时。。。）。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />图书馆没去。算了，我有没有穿玻璃术。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />之后就碰到7班人了。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />下午4点，继续独享NSFZ短途旅游。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />上了四楼，高二七班的教室门锁着。555</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />上了五楼，每个教室的门都开着。。。先去了11班门口，想拍站在走廊上就能看见的Times Extra对面的中国电信大楼，但是。。。被施工的挡住了视线。的确，我进去了。也没什么，只是想看看，顺便吹吹空调。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />7班。后门开着的。走进去，淡淡的人肉味，不太舒服。习惯性地走向靠窗的第五排座位（其实应该是第四排哦）。突然想起LC讲的一句话：在7班真舒服，一边打球一边有真人电影看，怎么舍得离开7班哟。我拉开我的座位，坐下。用手碰碰monkey的桌子，希望他能够奇迹般的出现。唉，开玩笑的，别当真。可下一个我就不敢碰了。因为可能会出现的，真的希望会出现，不过。。。有更吸引的人在面前怎么会过来呢？还是不碰好了。就坐在那边，望着窗外，再看看教室，再犹豫着要不要去碰那桌子。。。郁闷呢我。伸手。。。被按住了，伸手。。。又被按住了。。。耶，我没有碰~中途有人打电话也懒得接。本以为不用再受这种痛苦了，唉。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />最后，吃饭，走人。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />其实一直都没有什么好好谈话的机会。连照片都没照。他人的无意也许正是我可悲的害羞。相当的时间里曾幻想过，或许正是人处于绝望中的一丝光明，些许希望。回忆终究是回忆，nothing but empty，空虚的泡沫，没有一点点实质性的力量。倒宁愿它像泡沫，在达到巅峰时愕然消逝引退。只是回忆却类似电影胶片，由缤纷彩色退化成老旧的、像被氧化过的蚕茧色土黄，以苟延残喘的方式存活着，还依然颇有影响力地困惑着一群群不知如何是好的人类。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'黑体';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-weight:bold"><wbr />只是简单的生活着，悲伤到处累积。</span><wbr /></span><wbr /> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[崔护]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">其实去年的今天，我穿的和今天一样，坐在靠窗的左边第二排，考物理...</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">小陆陆回来了耶<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">~</span><wbr />好好的玩了一天，下周继续是情理之中。嘻嘻，<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">review </span><wbr />舞<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">Hime</span><wbr />，经典啊，连带的一切，包括房间里凉凉的空气和床上淡淡的<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">fragrance</span><wbr />。小陆陆有点变了哦：变瘦了，变香了，痘痘消了，说话带有嗲嗲的<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">accent</span><wbr />，长长的头发随风飘逸，正如本·拉登站在白宫里，解下缠头，对<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">Bush</span><wbr />说：“飘柔，就是这样自信”（扯远<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ing</span><wbr />...）当然，本质没有变，这才是最<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">important</span><wbr />。（你看了可千万别说我用词级别低<img src="http://imgcache.qq.com/qzone/em/e13.gif"><wbr />）近一年没有捏小陆陆的手了，有些黑，不过还是比我的白...没事，<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">u</span><wbr />不是男生，不会对这个挑剔的。</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">还有，<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">hisoka</span><wbr />，<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">hisoka</span><wbr />，<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">hisoka</span><wbr />，<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">eventually found u~ </span><wbr />尽管你很<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">dear</span><wbr />，还是把你买下来了，一定得把你买下来，稀货啊。我要天天看着你，盯着你，像你一样<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">BT</span><wbr />，像你一样用<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">band love</span><wbr />搞定<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">all problems</span><wbr />。<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">Yaoxi</span><wbr />，加油</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;">最近上街总是能碰到老同学，上次是高中的梅，这次又碰见了初中同学。说我玩失踪...不过也是噢，基本毕业后都没怎么和他们联系，同学聚会也懒得去。高中时觉得初中三年过得超级郁闷，尤其初三，每天都在“善万物之得时，感吾生之行休”中度过，要是没了小静静还真是不知该怎么办了。直到后来，随着时间的缓缓流逝，将沉积的郁悒渐渐冲刷殆尽，平日细小的快乐才开始若隐若现地显示出它们的存在。不过的确如此，一切的一切都在时间这个永恒的环境中被提前原谅了，宽恕了。当年不知道什么原因动不动就和同桌冷战，一直保持两年僵局到分桌，后来挺后悔怎么老是和他吵架，估计是看他皮肤比我白心理不平衡。哼，其实现在想想还是觉得不爽，凭什么男生比我白...</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:13px;line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">Ah~</span><wbr />稍稍一转眼珠就能看见我家<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">hisoka</span><wbr />，不要太幸福耶。CISCO很难考是吗，好，我就用<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">band love</span><wbr />把你拉过来，且学学苏轼，聊发<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">BT</span><wbr />狂。</span><wbr /> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2007 15:39:47 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[3月]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[三月份，春天开始的时节。 <br>前年的3.10喂了monkey一颗草莓，去年的3.10他没再让我喂，今年的3.10更是过分的什么动静都没有，令我柔肠百转，肝肠寸断。这还不够，特意还“提醒”我说女生说话一定要软绵绵的。唉~不就是要像MHY（搞到这个名字可不容易啊）那样吗？小家碧玉型，温婉若水，柔弱无骨，酥酥的，甜甜的。早知道当初在29时就好好留意下这位同学，看看所谓的差距有多大:) <br>无聊啊，这种被某个美国名牌大学称作是短暂的精神病。三月的阳光是促使人们发病的正催化剂吗？被此时的太阳晒晒，沉淀在河底已腐朽陈旧的记忆气泡也开始蠢蠢欲动地向上翻腾，带有侥幸心理的破碎掉，让最黑暗的molecule吸收光子，然后跃迁至水压更小，自由度更大的区域轨道，妄想重新显色。Go to the hell！不管?如何都要把你们打回河底，让你们永世不见天日，哼哼哼… <br>所以说，有些人的确非常十分得卑劣（正在气头上所以骂严重点还请见谅），小小年纪就知道keep distance。表面假装纯洁无比，实际上在不知不觉中把你耍的团团转，白白地因等价交换原理来到一个臭名远扬的某地还心甘情愿地认为这都是自己的错，没准还被坐在暗处的某人偷偷捂着嘴当笑话看。 <br>从前年开始的3月，everything历历在目。虽然没有《一封陌生女人的来信》里那女主角的超级记忆能力，一些重要的细节还是时不时会突袭下，就像游击队。比如说前年的4.4中午陆买的炒面当午饭因为这是她生日，前年的5.17中午我只喝了杯奶茶因为即将发生的事实在令我太紧张（如果人类能够摆脱三维空间的缚束我一定要去阻止），再比如前年的10.6中午陆和我一起去树人旁边的饭店买玉米鸡丁结果上到5楼时发现教室后门被锁了… <br>还有很多事情，虽然日期记不得：大片大片的油菜花，醉翁之意不在酒，好玩吗，明天给你qian… <br>我们只爱怀旧，是吗？幸耶？非耶？冲动就是魔鬼，今天一见到两个好看的手机挂坠就买了下来，唉...我也不知道自己要干什么了，本来没什么的这样反而会给别人造成负担，事先也没问问就自作主张...罢了罢了，要是不想要或觉得不方便的话知会我一声，大不了自己用... <br>这样非常的不好，嗯？觉得呢？其实，有个早在10月份被我弄坏的修正带正等待被修理中...偶尔，我会是个口是心非或心是口非的家伙，可惜大多数都能被某些思维敏捷的能人志士发觉。（我猜不出密码...疯掉了） <br> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2007 06:31:42 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[考完了]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[半年了…还是把密码解除了。差不多该是接受新事物抬头向前看的时候了。那被我封尘同样时间的日记可否继续？似乎还没那个勇气。 <br>考完试的几天，玩疯掉了。本以为自己在这方面缺少作为女人的天分，原来只是潜能没被挖掘而已，我还是个健全人的。短短两天，从北到南，从玉桥到湖南路再到新街口再到夫子庙，南京的商业区算是跑遍了吧。可坐下细细回想，在那些闪亮的夹子中唯一浮现出三幅清晰的图案只有莫可那卷纸筒，三星酒红色印花双门开冰箱和外文书店里厚厚的全英文太阳系简介。好好好好好想要…唉~看一眼书的标价，乖乖，9.9。兴高采烈，抱着书颠向收营台，结果：小朋友，看清楚了，那是英镑。彻底的受打击，眼巴巴地看着书被放回高高的书架… <br>还有个发现。在公交车上看电视，猛然瞥见总统府大门居然用的是爱奥尼亚柱式，太强了~第一反应中国人怎么这么不争气，堂堂总统府还要靠古希腊人的灵魂撑门面。转念一想，切，卢浮宫还是贝律铭设计的呢，总比总统府有名吧，况且美国最高法院不也是爱奥尼亚吗？怕什么。资源共享。等哪天有钱了，一定要买幢房子门前是爱奥尼亚或是科林斯式的，门楣上不刻雅典娜和波塞冬。正门雕黄金们，左边柯南和西索，右边上点黑洞白洞虫洞光环暗物质类星体，后门就来点在我生命中留下较深印迹的真人吧。屋顶上要有游泳池（虽然我不会游泳），池底最好印有我的结婚照，从空中俯瞰，绝对的惬意。其实安装游泳池另有目的，万一哪天有辆车御着爆风做着精确的带初速度自由落体运动从对面高楼飞至我的游泳池，那我一定深感荣幸~ 因此，游泳池还需加盖，再配上点水晶菱花，提高挑战难度。 <br>原来对自己的要求是以后每篇都用英文，不过今天就小小地放纵一下吧~明天开始要努力了，争取，争取…do you know，my memory pieces? What I desire is so so far away, can I manage it? ……同学聚会你又不能来…刚才看你照片，想你了…太平洋啊…赤道…为什么会想到这个问题：什哪条河流两次经过赤道？答案:刚果河。 <br>停了停了,不能流下去了.min na, o ya su mi na sai <br>   <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[I’ll never say goodbye to you]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Although in summer vacations I was told that you would probably go abroad after about half-a-year time, I didn’t take it seriously. However, when you informed me of the message again a couple of days ago, a feeling of being deeply shocked came over me all of a sudden. Tears ran down out of my control. “Don’t cry; do not shed a tear. That’s what she wants to do, just let her go.” I kept persuading myself not to be so upset. I knew I should share your happiness of having a brand-new future, I should appear to congratulate on you…all these I knew but…I can’t help. Why my heart was so heavy on hearing it? Why my mind has been filled up with sadness and sorrow since that moment? I wonder why, my dearest friend. <br>Looking back, I have derived much fun and joy from your company for the past three years. It was you that brought me to the comic world, it was you that studying turned out to be a wonderful and competitive thing, it was you that I found a new, confident, pretty girl in me. However, day after day, I gradually took your presence for granted. Maybe I didn’t smile to you as shining as before, didn’t listen to your words as carefully as I used to. Has what I did ever hurt you? No matter it has or not, I’m sorry for my attitude to you at that time on of high school graduation. I seemed to get a little tired of you since we’d been together for nearly two years and a half. But now, conversely, I wish I could have been with you for more than that time. I can recall so many details which make up of our friendship and three-year school life. You’ve left too much smile and laughter in them that how can I or shall I forget? They’ll always be what they are in my mind. Your smile and laughter will neve* **de away until you come back and bring me more. <br>Now you are going to Singapore. In several days we’ll be separated by the Pacific Ocean, the largest ocean throughout the world…have you ever thought of it? What’s more, I can’t swim… <br>I know it’s too late to hold you because you’re flowing away. <br>I know it’s too tough to suffer the pain of losing you. <br>I know it’s too unimaginable to go on without you. <br>And I’ll never say goodbye to you, see? I’ll wait for your coming back, smiling to me: “hi, yuqian, I’m back~” <br> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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