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庭院中的黄叶零零散散地又落了一地,依旧是不变的色彩,依旧是冷清的院子,只是昨日难现,昔人已逝。我站在老家偌大的院子里,静静地回忆,偶然一掠即过的鸟掀起我心中的一阵阵波澜。
The yellow leaves in the courtyard fell to the ground again and again. It was still the same color. It was still a deserted yard. It was hard to see yesterday. I stood in the courtyard of my hometown, and quietly recalled that the birds that happened to be swept by the rush suddenly set off waves in my heart.