昨日种种可怜，都如“自在的飞花”轻飘似梦。哎惟有那样笑傲苦楚，不懈尽力，才干用自己有力的臂膀拓出自己的一片天空。 VF`! ks
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品一口茶，清涩的滋味涌进喉咙,beats by dr dre。叶片还都未伸展开本人的身材，沉没在杯口。香的逸出,tods shoes，岂非也须要奋力的挣扎而摆脱约束？那一片片漂浮在杯中的,beats by dre，仍如人生的流离失所而往复高低沉浮,dre beats。我寻找着答案。 >|taU8^|G}
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我双手抚杯，丝丝茶香缓缓流淌到心间。翻开杯盖，忽然一股浓烈的幽香逸出，让我沉醉，让我痴迷。我缓缓地呼吸，享受着这来自杯中的馈赠。微风伴着丝雨，我突然顿悟：谜底就在杯中。 U,g8:M
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The ship was more than four miles away. He could see it quite distinctly when he rubbed the mists out of his eyes. But he could never crawl those four miles. He knew that, and was very calm in the knowledge. He knew that he could not crawl half a mile. And yet he wanted to live. It was unreasonable that he should die after all he had undergone. Fate asked too much of him. And , dying, he declined to die. It was stark madness, perhaps, but in the very grip of Death he defied Death and refused to die.
