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Alleys as a child

author:The mountain breeze is gentle

Then came to the alley that seemed to be unfamiliar

It hides winter and summer clothes

Unfold only sporadic new greens

While I immerse myself in memories

A drizzle of rain falls

The light outside the alley is extravagant

The flowers and plants are all slender

A narrow tunnel of space-time

The hustle and bustle of childhood gushed out memories

What kind of mood to walk through the alleys

Look back

There are already high-rise buildings there

Alleys as a child
Alleys as a child

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