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窗外,是飒飒的秋风和绵绵的秋雨,伴和着凄苦的衰草;窗内,是浑黄的灯光和涔涔的泪眼,陪伴着我受伤的心灵,还有那语文试卷上鲜红的43分,孤独地伴着我、伴着我隔壁屋子的麻将声、吆喝声、呐喊声透过厚厚的墙壁越来越清晰的传入耳鼓,这声音在耳内喧啸着、冲撞着、扩展着……越来越多,越来越大,终于幻化成了我那高大、使我崇敬爱戴的父亲。父亲噢!这时的您又在哪张桌前和牌友们“争夺”啊?您可知道,女儿是多么的孤独,
Out of the window, it was the autumn wind and the autumn rain, accompanied by the bitter grass; in the window, it was the bright yellow lights and tearful eyes, accompanied my wounded soul, and there was a bright red 43 points on the language test paper. Lonely and accompanied by me, mahjong sounds, cries, and cries accompanied by me next door, through the thick walls more and more clearly into the eardrums, this voice in the ears whistling, crashing, expanding ... more and more, more and more, finally turned into my tall father who made me adore. Daddy! At this table, what is your loneliness with your daughter?