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: R6 x" |/ U C《写作》+ H1 Q/ d1 D0 [' i
! s B9 [6 f- I+ Z笔,不再是笔( N: I7 g. T! l
纸,也不再是纸
/ w* l0 `( p+ a' R/ F2 {7 e0 m有人,在灯下来去。+ H2 c* n. E0 F9 g* S ?6 I* w
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四万八千朵莲花中
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; q6 ]& e' N3 k( K& s' C* N: A; d开在心里。( j+ s; V: r/ F% B. }
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Writing* D" [! m# x" y1 M
' j- R5 S0 B9 K" U5 kAt this moment,the pen,is not a pen 3 V: @0 T7 |5 l9 A4 e
And the paper is not a piece of paper any more
$ q1 g+ m/ K% X9 j" FSomeone come here ,then he ‘s gone in the light.
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% F. S6 Q4 y9 \" b; w0 wNow, among so many(Forty-eight thousand) lotus& X' b3 {/ L' Z S& T
Only this one
: Y5 e& ?' p+ W3 T4 MBloooms in my heart.
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! a8 a# c/ P+ X0 v8 Q' y/ T(李艳敏 译)8 Z3 k# Z, x& j5 ~. F
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