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Sometimes I'd like to think that the pants got lost on pourpose, that itwas their final gift to us , bring us back together, back to a place of forgiveness and love and understanding that what we shared was all the magic we could need. And when we spent those last few moments of summer , looking at the blending of the sea and sky, I realized it was a colour I knew very well: the softly faded, essential blue of a well-worn pair of pants. The pants had broughtus together again. The rest was in our hands.
有时候我在想牛仔裤是故意走失的，这是它给予我们最后的礼物。它让我们重新相聚在一起，重新享受彼此的宽恕和友爱，它让我们明白我们对彼此的分享就是我们所拥有的一切魔力。当我们共度夏日的最后时光时，看着海天相接的美景，我突然意识到那是我虽熟悉的一种颜色，是一条牛仔裤的，在柔和中渐褪的深蓝色。牛仔裤又把我们紧紧系在一起，剩下的都掌握在我们自己手中..... |
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