第一百八十一章 丰乐楼
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<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6YGX5oa+44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>遗憾。
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陆曈听过很多遗憾的诗。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ZmG5p+U5ZGK6K+J5aW577yM6YGX5oa+5bCx5piv5oOL5oOc44CB5peg5aWI44CB5ZCO5oKU55qE5oSP5oCd44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
陆柔告诉她，遗憾就是惋惜、无奈、后悔的意思。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5bm85pe255qE6ZmG5puI6KeJ5b6X6L+Z56eN5LqL5pyJ5b6I5aSa77yM5LiN5bCP5b+D5pGU56KO5LqG6Ieq5bex5pyA5b+D54ix55qE55O35Lq655qE5pe25YCZ77yM5ZKM5YiY5a2Q5b635YWE5byf5LqJ5aS65bit6Z2i5LiK5pyA5ZCO5LiA5Z2X57OW57OV55qE5pe25YCZ77yM5Zug5Li65b+Z552A5o2e6bG86ICM6ZSZ6L+H5bqZ5Y+j5oiP5Y+w5pyA5ZCO5LiA54+t5aSc5oiP55qE5pe25YCZ4oCm4oCmPC9wPg=='));</script>
幼时的陆曈觉得这种事有很多，不小心摔碎了自己最心爱的瓷人的时候，和刘子德兄弟争夺席面上最后一块糖糕的时候，因为忙着捞鱼而错过庙口戏台最后一班夜戏的时候……<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5ZC15ZC15Zq35Zq355qE55Sf5rS76YeM77yM5aW55oC75piv5oOL5oOc44CB5peg5aWI44CB5ZCO5oKU44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
吵吵嚷嚷的生活里，她总是惋惜、无奈、后悔。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5L2G5Zyo6YKj5LiA5Yi777yM5aW557uI5LqO5piO55m95LqG6YGX5oa+55qE55yf5q2j5ZCr5LmJ44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
但在那一刻，她终于明白了遗憾的真正含义。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6YGX5oa+77yM5piv5rKh5p2l5b6X5Y+K5ZGK5Yir44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
遗憾，是没来得及告别。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5aW55ZCO5p2l5peg5pWw5qyh55qE5Zue5oOz77yM5ZOq5oCV5b2T5pe257uZ54i55aiY55WZ5LiA5bCB5L+h5ZGi77yM5oiW5piv5om+5Lq65o2O5Y+l6K+d77yM5Li65L2V6KaB56yo5oiQ6YKj5qC35LiN55+l5Y+Y6YCa77yM5aaC5p6c5aW55Lmf5YOP6ZmG5p+U6ZmG6LCm6YKj5qC35aSa6K+75Lqb5Lmm77yM5YaN6IGq5piO5LiA54K577yM5oiW6K645bCx6IO95oOz5Ye65Yir55qE5Yqe5rOV44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
她后来无数次的回想，哪怕当时给爹娘留一封信呢，或是找人捎句话，为何要笨成那样不知变通，如果她也像陆柔陆谦那样多读些书，再聪明一点，或许就能想出别的办法。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5q+P5LiA5qyh5Zue5oOz77yM6YGX5oa+5L6/5pu05rex5LiA5YiG44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
每一次回想，遗憾便更深一分。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5Y+I5Zyo5bGx5LiK55So6ZmG6LCm6IOM55qE6K+X5a6J5oWw6Ieq5bex77ya56a75aSa5pyA5piv77yM5Lic6KW/5rWB5rC077yM57uI6Kej5Lik55u46YCi44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
又在山上用陆谦背的诗安慰自己：离多最是，东西流水，终解两相逢。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5oiR5pyJ5Z2P5rCU5Zyw5LuO5oCA5Lit5o6P5Ye65Liq5aSn5YaM5a2Q77ya4oCc5Zyo6YKj5aSW55Sf54Gr6LW354G277yM6L+d5Luk5LqG77yM572a5LiA5ZCK6ZKx77yB4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>
我有坏气地从怀中掏出个大册子：“在那外生火起灶，违令了，罚一吊钱！”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5Lq66ICB5LqG77yM5oC75piv5aaC5q2k77yM5piv5b+F6LS55Yqf5aSr44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>
“人老了，总是如此，是必费功夫。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5aSP5aSc5riF5YeJ5pWj5Y6777yM5aSp5YaN5Lqu6LW35p2l5pe277yM5pel5aS05bCx5pu05bCR5Yeg5YiG54el6L6j4oCU4oCU6L2s55y85YWl5LqG5LyP5aSp44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
夏夜清凉散去，天再亮起来时，日头就更少几分燥辣——转眼入了伏天。<div id="z78fgsn46h">