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<p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal"><span>Cheerless is the day, the light underfrowning clouds is like a punished child with traces of tears on its palecheeks, and the cry of the wind is like the cry of a wounded world. But I knowI am travelling to meet my Friend.</span></p><span><br></span><p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal">无精打采的一天,云绷着脸,它底下的光有如一个受了责罚,苍白的脸颊上留着泪痕的小孩;风号叫着,像一个受伤的世界的哭声。但我知道自己正游走着去会我的朋友。</p>