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板凳
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发表于 2012-5-29 08:43:30
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I thought of these words as I stared at the sand grains on my bare feet,which were still glittering in the sun. Then I lifted my head and gazed up the river towards the east. No end,indeed. And I heard a cow lowing,deep and heavy. It was our cow. She was looking dreamily in the other direction. She was often like that,mooing without a cause,staring hazily at the water which flowed down west rhythmically,day and night,always in its own peaceful way. So I found nothing new in that direction either,except that the stream made a slight bend round a terrace in front of the town. But beyond that it went on running again,straight to the distant horizon. However,at the bend there rose a song. Perhaps our cow was mistaking it for the call of an ox. That was why she appeared so foolish. Hai-ho,hai-ho,lololo,hai,lolo,hai-lo, Hoho,hu,hai-ho,hu,hai-hai-ho,lo-lo-lo... |
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