"My name is Ling. Nice to meet you." Seeing that I was stunned, she continued, "I know what you're thinking. Yes, we are as like as two peas. But I'm just a clone, a replica... " Her original bright eyes were dim, like the falling meteor, gorgeous just for a moment. The voice is very light, very light, but I still heard the ending: "I am doomed to be just a tragedy." Although I still can't figure out the mystery behind it, this sentence makes me very sad. "Er, my name is Ling. We must be good friends." I took her hand and said firmly. She smiled, the smile is very light, I can't figure out the secret behind it.
相处的时间里,胸中接纳了太多欢乐。在那金色的沙滩上,一前一后,踩着彼此深陷的脚印,就这样,两个人一排脚印的延伸,我以为这样,我和灵就成了一体,我们会拥有同样幸福的一生。可是她却说着:“我是个被神遗忘的孩子。”咸咸的海风将它抚平。在爬山中,径边的蒺藜将我的脚划破了一道道的口子,灵搀着我,一起在顶峰看到天边烧得彤红的霞,太阳依旧挂着笑靥和我们说再见,因为明天,黑夜照旧会捧出旭日,奏响每一天的新乐章。在秋千架旁,温习着儿时的功课。每一次的高高荡起,总觉得天和我们更接近了,但之后总要有一个向后的蓄发,这是必不可少的。就像生活,总要有一段过程的艰辛,来积蓄力量,而后才能达到想要的高度,铜铃般的笑声被遗落在这里。习惯了灵的笑,觉得她很开朗,可是早上醒来,她的枕头常湿了一半,我知道,她又哭了。安静下来时,她常会怔怔地发很长时间的呆。
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