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题说，谨以此文透析出一个真我。 Title said, I would like to dialysis out a real me with this article. 一缕春光从门缝里挤出来，给了这昏暗的屋子一点生气。书桌上的这盆夹竹桃大概也听到了春的召唤，开始泛出点点绿意。夹竹桃，传说是竹子爸爸和桃树妈妈的孩子，或许它什么也不能代表，但我相信它是有灵性的，在陪伴我走过了十八个春秋以后，它比谁都更了解我的过去和现在，比谁都更清楚我不为人知的弱点。 A spring light came out of the crack in the door, which made the dark room a little angry. The oleander on the desk probably heard the call of spring, and began to exude a little green. Oleander is said to be the child of bamboo father and peach mother. Maybe it can't represent anything, but I believe it has spirituality. After 18 years of accompanying me, it knows my past and present better than anyone else, and knows my unknown weakness better than anyone else. 我打开窗户，给夹竹桃浇了水，然后把翻完的年历从墙上取出，无奈地换上新的一本。这是第几次重复这个动作了？我并非衰老得记不清数，只是不愿意我又一次经历了由北雁南归到万物复苏的轮回，因为这意味着远去的韶华将离我更远。即使我闭上眼睛，停止思维，树上依然有雪在消融，我的夹竹桃也依然在进行着花开花落。 | 
