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Birds flitted in front of the mountain.
Into a large cloud and out again.
Through the pink and purple clouds that curl the mountains and into the withered branches of the mountains.
You sit in a rocking chair by the window, draped in a woolen red carpet, gently stroking the white cat on your lap.
"Another autumn."
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山前飞鸟掠过。
飞进一大片云层,又冲出来。
穿过缭绕山间的粉紫色云雾,扎进前山凋零的枝头。
你坐在窗前的摇椅上,身上披着呢绒红毯,柔和地抚摸着膝上白猫。
“又一年秋天。”