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左岸咖啡,凡尔赛玫瑰,巴黎春天……在飞机飞过俄罗斯上空的时候,法国在我的脑海里就是这样的景象。放眼望去,满目的阳光,童话般闪闪发光的世界,都是我的,那些武汉浑浊的天空所装不下的梦想,也都是我的。十小时的飞行,从天而降,戴高乐机场的跑道旁开满白色的雏菊,抹去巴黎那天的阴霾。不觉得行李沉重,不觉得旅途劳顿,20岁出门远行的我,还有我的朋友们,就这样来到大西洋彼岸的法国,开始了全新的生活。
The left bank of coffee, the Rose of Versailles, the spring of Paris ... In the plane flew over Russia, France in my mind is such a scene. Looking around, full of sunshine, fairy-tale sparkling world, are mine, those in Wuhan cloudy sky can not fit the dream, are all mine. Ten hours of flight, falling from the sky, Charles de Gaulle runway covered with white daisies, erase the haze of Paris that day. Do not think the heavy luggage, do not think the journey fatigue, 20-year-old traveling away from me, and my friends, it came to France on the other side of the Atlantic, started a whole new life.