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黄昏依旧,我与他漫步在铺满枯黄落叶的路上,脚下的落叶,不时发出碎碎的响声。他推着自行车,我们
Evening is still, I walked with him on the road covered with yellow leaves, the leaves under the feet, from time to time the sound of broken pieces. He pushes the bike, we