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' ^8 v$ s; M6 h2 n3 g/ I5 _/ ^( F2 }《写作》8 i9 u4 K, \& ?
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有人,在灯下来去。
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四万八千朵莲花中, o) B% `; P" P* `( B
只这朵
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) i6 E2 g: {3 L, ^0 E1 s J& kWriting
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/ c4 I" m/ h5 Q; N4 K1 PAt this moment,the pen,is not a pen # ]7 f6 C/ p2 m# M5 i! d3 a* l
And the paper is not a piece of paper any more
$ c$ R! X) s, c6 fSomeone come here ,then he ‘s gone in the light.
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( Y3 m q- O4 D: N& S8 VNow, among so many(Forty-eight thousand) lotus
$ Q+ ~7 Z* i$ J ~Only this one
& N6 k+ w& D( z4 oBloooms in my heart.
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! H0 t1 X: J& e: E3 U(李艳敏 译)
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