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萧山,曾经像一片江南的绿叶从我的窗外飞飘而过。眼前的瞬间,成为心中长久的记忆。我不知道对萧山这难忘的一瞥,是追求?是过程?是结果?但至少可以说, 那片绿叶至今依然未黄未落。
Xiaoshan, once like a green leaf of Jiangnan, flew over my window. The moment before me becomes a long-term memory in my heart. I do not know that this unforgettable visit to Xiao Shan is a pursuit. It is a process. It is a result. But at least it can be said that the piece of greenery is still not yellow.