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一九八

　　The cricket's chirp and the patter of rain come to me through the dark, like the rustle of dreams from my past youth.

　　蟋蟀的唧唧，夜雨的淅沥，从黑暗中传到我的耳边，好似我已逝的少年时代沙地来到我的梦境中。

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