I touched the traces of mottled walls, listening to the gentle Pieces, so that memories of repeated scenes.

我摸着痕迹斑驳的墙壁，听着柔和的琴声，让回忆一幕幕重演。

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Now Paris is in its late autumn, the colors of the city was moving swiftly in the lights and shadows, the fashion of the history mottled miraculous city memories.

此刻的巴黎正值深秋，城市的色泽在光影中飘忽，历史的风尚斑驳着神奇的城市记忆。

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