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我记得有一次，她告诉我们，她曾大胆地跳进冬天的河水。

“Barefoot, she □□iled, leapt, without looking, and tumble into the Seine.”

她赤着脚，毫无怯色，纵身一跃，扎进了塞纳河的怀抱。

“The water was freezing. She spent a month sneezing, but said she would do it, again.”

河水太过冰冷，她打了一个月的喷嚏，但她说，如果重来，她愿意再跳一次。】

艾玛斯通的脸上充满了怀念，她似哭似笑，黑暗里仅剩下她一人，放大的脸上由于太过用力，五官撕扯又纠结在一起，微微有点狰狞，甚至显露出几分苍老和疲态。

但林时觉得她此刻美极了，脸上的每一寸肌肤，每一根发丝，都充盈着那样丰沛感情，像要竭尽全力去孤注一掷。

【“She told me: A bit of madness is key to give us new colors to see.

Who knows where it will lead us

And that's why they need us.”

她告诉我，恰如起来的疯狂才更为人生增添色彩。

谁知道人生会走向何方？

所以才需要叛逆与梦想。

“……And here's to the fools, who dream.

Crazy, as they may seem.

Here's to the hearts that break.

Here's to the mess we make.

I trace it all back, to that.”

致那些理想主义的傻瓜，

哪怕在旁人眼里，他们形同疯狂。

致那些已经破碎的心，

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