The fire had burned low. A sense of loneliness crept over me. I arose and undressed , moving on tiptoe about the room,doing stealthily what i had to do, as if I were environed by sleeping enemies whose slumbers it would be fatal to break. I covered up in bed, and lay listening to the rain and wind and the faint creaking of distant shutters , till they lilled me to sleep.作者: shenjunqun 时间: 2010-11-18 17:08
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