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一、思念着了凉如果不是后院里的狗吠惊醒了我,我不会担心远方的你,在这样一个霜冻的夜里,会不会着凉。夜空里没有星星,只有一轮半睡半醒的月亮,熬夜织着一件又一件御寒的衣裳,也抖落了皎洁的清光,撒到那片我挚爱的土地上。我听见了风的呼啸、雨的惆怅,而故乡睡着了,身上只搭了一层薄薄的纱帐。当然,故乡——那座在那片土壤上生生不息地孕育了许多人也孕育了我的城——最终是无法着凉的,在这样一个霜冻的夜里,是我的思念着了凉。
One, miss the cold If not in the backyard of the dog bark woke me, I will not worry about you in the distance, in such a frosty night, will not catch a cold. There was no star in the night sky, only a half-moon, half-moon, half-moon, night-wore, one after another warm clothes, and the bright light of the moon, which shone upon the land of my beloved. I heard the roar of the wind, the melancholy of the rain, but the hometown fell asleep, only take a thin gauze. Of course, my hometown - that lot of people who gave birth in that soil and gave birth to my city - ended up being unable to catch a cold, and in such a frosty night, I miss my cold.