Iwas glad enough when I reached my room and locked out the mold and the darkness.A cheery fire was burning in the grate, and I sat down before it with a comforting sense of relief , For two hours I sat there, thinking of bygone times, recalling old scenes, and summoning half-forgotten faces out of the mists of the past;listening,in fancy,to voices that long age grew silent for all time,and to once familiar songs that nobody sings now.And as my reverie softened down to a sadder and sadder pathos, the shrieking of the winds outside softened to a wail,,the angry beating of the rain against the panes diminished to a tranquil patter,and one by one the noises in the street subside, until the hurrying footsteps of the last brlated straggler died away in the distance and left no sound behind.作者: shenjunqun 时间: 2010-11-18 17:08
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