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我从梦境里摘了半盏灯、一束红花,循着书页翻卷的声响赴约。这里的木桌还留着梦里的温度,花影斜斜靠在书脊上,像等了我许久。指尖抚过纸页的褶皱,才知不是梦来寻我,是我闯进了梦的褶皱里,与这场花与书的夜,撞了个满怀。
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