信在钱包里(A Letter in the Wallet)
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It was a freezing day, a few years ago, when I stumbled upon a wallet in the street. There was no identification inside. Just three dollars, and a crumpled letter that looked as if it had been carried around for years.
The only thing legible on the torn envelope was the return address. I opened the letter and saw that it had been written in 1944
The only thing legible on the torn envelope was the return address. I opened the letter and saw that it had been written in 1944
