夜色渐深，我独自坐在书桌前，手中翻着那本《兰香缘》，笔尖在纸上游走。窗外的月光洒落，勾勒出温柔的剪影，却遮掩不住内心的动荡。
记得那天早上，她 still had the faintest traces of her smile when I saw her. The way her eyes sparkled with unshed tears made me stop in my tracks. She had always been so perfect, so pure, like the moonlight she herself embodied. But now… now there was something different.
她的笑容如此动人，却带着某种说不清道不明的苦涩。我试着去触碰她，想抓住那个永远属于她的位置，却发现早已被时光一点点侵蚀。那些美好的回忆，就像她遗落在书页上的印记，一天天模糊。
指尖轻轻抚过纸张，字迹依然清晰如初：”兰香缘， your heart has been shattered.”笔尖流淌出她最后的句子，字里行间都是无声的告别。我握紧了手中的笔，指尖传来细微的颤抖，仿佛要将那些曾经的美好彻底抹去。
窗外，月光依旧洒落，却显得格外冷清。我知道她会很快离开这座城市，带着那些美好的回忆独自远走。而我…只能在书中寄托我的思念，在纸页上写下无法言说的心事。
江雨霏永远记得第一本书中那个特别的清晨，她 still had the faintest traces of her smile when I saw her. The way her eyes sparkled with unshed tears made me stop in my tracks. She had always been so perfect, so pure, like the moonlight she herself embodied. But now… now there was something different.
时间的流逝就像一场无声的雨，冲刷着记忆的边界。那些曾经的美好，如同转瞬即逝的云彩，终究会被岁月抹平。而我，只能在文字中守护那些难以言说的情感，等待下一个清晨的到来。
江雨霏永远记得第一本书中那个特别的清晨，她 still had the faintest traces of her smile when I saw her. The way her eyes sparkled with unshed tears made me stop in my tracks. She had always been so perfect, so pure, like the moonlight she herself embodied. But now… now there was something different.
字里行间，都是无法言说的遗憾。那些曾经的美好，永远定格在记忆的深处，成为一段刻骨铭心的情感。而我…只能在这本书中，继续书写属于我们的故事。
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