Section 1
The flames were dancing wildly in the furnace,where a soul and another soul are burning in together , just only left the ash of the memory.
Cristine picked up half of the photos, wipe the dust. A beautiful bright face can discern. This shot is the moment when Yukiko looked back after she had climbed Matterhom.
Her hair was messy floating in the wind, smiling face was as beautiful as the sunshin. It became her final shot while alive.
The fire was put out, the police said that it be caused by several children having a party. Those children have been far away from the life danger,and a few cases of manuscripts, theses, photos were burn.
Cristine put half a photo in the jacket pocket, leaned back against the car, stupefied.
‘come on ! we have a new mission to do’ Jason patted Cristin’s shoulder and pick up the luggage, put it into the trunk.
In Portland, the snow scattered like a little poem at the began,and then became a sonnet, a full-length masterpiece, became an epic , covered the whole city unconsciously.
Jason drove at full throttle, as if only in this way he can make themselves fled from the sad memories.
‘Did you still insist that the Alps was once one of the imperial capital of prehistoric seven empire ? ’ Jason said,but he couldn't persuade his teammates.
火焰在炉中狂舞，一个灵魂燃烧另一个灵魂，留下记忆的灰烬。
克里斯汀捡起被烧掉一半的照片，拭去灰尘，一张漂亮而又坚毅的面孔依稀可辨，这是雪子在攀登马特宏峰时回头的一瞬间，头发在风中凌乱飘散，笑容却美如阳光，这成了她一生最后的一个镜头。
大火被扑灭，警方称是开派对的几个孩子不小心引起的，孩子们也已远离生命危险，几箱手稿，论文，照片都焚尽无余。克里斯汀把半张照片放进上衣口袋里，怔怔地靠着车子，半天不语。
“走吧。我们还有新的任务要做。”杰森拍了拍克里斯汀的肩膀。便去收拾行李，放进后备箱里。
波特兰市的雪开始像小诗一样零星飘落，渐渐变成十四行诗，变成长篇大作，不经意就会变成一部史诗，淹没整个城市。
杰森开足了马力，好似唯有这样才能让人从悲伤的记忆中迅速逃离出来。
“你还坚持认为阿尔卑斯山曾经是史前七大帝国的帝都之一？”杰森无法说服自己的队友，话里隐隐带着几分冷意。
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