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爱情永远不会是在它实现时的既有体验，爱情从来就既是令人激动的回忆，又是明快清澈的期待。──雨果人生只是岁月的痕迹。 不同的人总是在用相同的笔勾勒着相似的轮廓，只不过有的斑驳，有的模糊，而有的却异常清晰。 相对于人生，时间也不仅仅是季节的更替。因为不停摇曳着的钟摆会向你倾诉，相似的人生也会有不同的意义，只不过有的浅薄，有的厚重，而有的却是一片静谧。 这些是我在一个云淡风轻，月明星疏的在里，因一件事，因一个人，蓦然发现在自己心中萦回不去的感喟，有一点点杂乱无章，也有一点点迷离不清。不过，我却认为它是那么的真实，真实地就如同这个多情而又少雨的夏季。
Love will never be an experience as it was realized. Love has always been an exciting reminder and a clear, clear look. ─ ─ Hugo’s life is only the traces of years. Different people are always using the same pen to outline a similar outline, but some mottled, and some fuzzy, while others are very clear. Compared to life, time is not just a seasonal change. Because of the swinging pendulum will talk to you, similar to life will have different meanings, but some shallow, some heavy, while others are quiet. These are I am in a clear, moon star in there, because of one thing, because of a person suddenly found lingering feeling in his heart, a little chaotic, but also a little blurred. However, I think it is so real, truly like this passionate and less rainy summer.