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某天翻起一本旧书,不经意间翻到一枚叶子做的书签。当时的绿叶,如今早已迟暮枯黄,心有所感而言:; q# H$ I6 \4 G& B/ |; h' y" n
! |4 b" i4 V5 z- A2 `% Y; Z9 m1 w 绿的叶,
* D, v+ @2 K5 N# H; Q2 s 无论是长在枝上,+ m% e2 P6 h, I' I# k' t
还是被夹在书里,
) g, G3 Q4 r) L. _ 绿色总是要褪去,
" V4 u0 e8 G: m2 [ 像个犯错的孩子,
& `7 Q5 Q+ {* m! V 对不起! |
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