Era un dia fresco, lleno de ilusiones, de los arboles caian las hojas verdes cortadas por el viento que me envolvia en el susurro de los 谩rboles y el cantar de los pajaros inundaba mi mente de pensamientos alusivos a esa linda persona desconocida...
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