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时已深秋.一个远离故乡的游子,骑著一匹瘦马,在那萧瑟的秋风里,走在一条荒凉的古道上.缠绕著枯籐的老树上,已经有黄昏时栖息的乌鸦.一条溪水从小桥下流过,桥对面便有居住的人家.夕阳渐渐西沉,天快黑了,风更凉了.游子却还要骑著疲惫的瘦马,一颠一簸地漂泊天涯.此情此景,怎不叫他愁肠万断啊!

时已深秋。一个远离故乡的游子，骑著一匹瘦马，在那萧瑟的秋风里，走在一条荒凉的古道上。缠绕著枯籐的老树上，已经有黄昏时栖息的乌鸦。一条溪水从小桥下流过，桥对面便有居住的人家。夕阳渐渐西沉，天快黑了，风更凉了。游子却还要骑著疲惫的瘦马，一颠一簸地漂泊天涯。此情此景，怎不叫他愁肠万断啊！...

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时已深秋。一个远离故乡的游子，骑著一匹瘦马，在那萧瑟的秋风里，走在一条荒凉的古道上。缠绕著枯籐的老树上，已经有黄昏时栖息的乌鸦。一条溪水从小桥下流过，桥对面便有居住的人家。夕阳渐渐西沉，天快黑了，风更凉了。游子却还要骑著疲惫的瘦马，一颠一簸地漂泊天涯。此情此景，怎不叫他愁肠万断啊！

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