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kx:       "that is the 'famous' Frank Llloy Wright's Robbie House."

tutor:   "ya, i remember it!. where is now?"

wawa: "it disppeared... "

tutor:    "it is stolen by someone?.."

wawa:  "it supposed to be stored in the school for sometime. Later when i went to look for it, it disappeared."

tutor:     "I wish i have stolen it."

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我还记得两年前我去找它，muji 带我走到储藏室，怎么找也找不找它了。那么大一个模型，能够上哪儿去了？

原来你们也记得它，不只有我。我们都记得它，但它消失了，只有照片留存。

但愿它不在垃圾堆里化成了纸末，而在某人某处，被保存，但愿被喜爱、被照顾。爱美的人，定然不会毁灭它吧。

它是我的第一个模型，使很多人惊诧。第一个，也是仅有的第一个。

也许所有消失的东西，都有魂灵存在。我们共同的回忆倘若不要离散——抑或离散了，没有别人再记得你。然而所有消失的东西都有魂灵吧。这魂灵，在不所知处，照耀着我。

wawa 在 1/27/2006 7:22:52 PM 说:

it only means - it means something to me, forever.

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blueberry 在 1/27/2006 12:48:13 PM 说:

"这魂灵，在不所知处，照耀着我。" you are messing up your five senses with your sixth sense again. but no matter. that's how your sparks in writing always come from.

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