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那年冬天,清冷的一个傍晚,我在淄博鲁山的山间闲逛,朋友们都下山了,四周清寂无声。不远处,一丛野生的老树,兀立在巨大的山石间,一群鸟儿,栖满了枝桠,像一树灰褐色的叶子。大概是我走近的脚步声搅扰了它
That winter, cold one evening, I wandered the mountains in Zibo Lushan, friends are down, surrounded by silence. Not far away, a bunch of wild old trees, standing in the huge rocks, a flock of birds, covered with branches, like a tree taupe leaves. Probably the footsteps I approached disturbed it