My Eternal Butterfly1永远的蝴蝶

It was raining then. Wet and chilly， the asphalt pavement was flickering with lights in green， yellow and red. We were taking shelter under an arcade， staring at the lonely green mailbox across the street. In the big pocket of my white windbreaker was a letter to my mother living in the south.

那时候刚好下着雨，柏油路面湿冷冷的，还闪烁着青、黄、红颜色的灯火。（剩余2315字）

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