t;</span>顾昭举目四寻<></span>这里虽没有看到梅花<></span>却已经闻到了梅香<></span>那香气真好闻<></span>清清凉凉的<></span>新新鲜鲜的一股股的似有若无的往心里钻<></span>就像阿润那般的感觉<></span>

  又走了片刻<></span>眼前豁然开朗<></span>这是一处高地<></span>高地前是一处山涧<></span>有十丈多甚至更宽<></span>往山涧下面看去<></span>黑漆漆一片不知道崖底在那<></span>而山涧那边看去<></span>却是扑簌簌成片盛开的梅林<></span>

  那梅花林悄然盛开着<></span>就如几万点粉色的胭脂不知道被那一双手推开<></span>散在这里<></span>没有一片绿叶<></span>一团团的只是花<></span>

  顾昭呆了<></span>拉拉阿润的衣服急说：<></span>我们下山<></span>下山近前看<></span><></span>

  阿润把他放在石头上坐好<></span>摸摸他的脑袋<></span>温和的笑着说：<></span>阿昭可以去<></span>阿润不能去<></span><></span>

  顾昭依旧不懂<></span>却没有问<></span>只是心疼的很<></span>很多东西<></span>犹如一根线一条条的卷成乱线头<></span>他好似明白<></span>却又好似不明白<></span>他无法深问<></span>因为阿润不想说<></span>他们便并坐着<></span>看着远处的梅林<></span>

  <></span>这里看<></span>比近前看漂亮多了<></span><></span>

  <></span>呵……恩<></span><></span>

  <></span>谢谢阿润<></span><></span>

  <></span>嗯……<></span><></span>

  <></span>阿润……今年……多大了<></span><></span>

  <></span>二十五岁了<></span><></span>

  <></span>哎<></span>不信<></span>看着比我还小<></span>阿润是出家人<></span>出家人呢……不打诳语的<></span><></span>

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