关了很久的门铃响了我尝试的想去开门但是回头看了破烂不堪的房间思绪飘到了过去回想着之前发生的一切但还是鼓足勇气去开门门开了却让我的房间更乱了

The doorbell, which had been closed for a long time, rang. I tried to open the door, but I looked back at the shabby room. My thoughts drifted back to the past. I recalled everything that had happened before. But I still had the courage to open the door. The door opened, but it made my room more messy.

我在情感上的愚钝就像是门窗紧闭的屋子，虽然爱情的脚步在屋前走过去又走过来,我也听到了,可是我觉得那是路过的脚步，那是走向别人的脚步。直到有一天，这个脚步停留在这里，然后门铃响了。

My emotional dullness is like a house with doors and windows closed. Although I hear the footsteps of love passing and coming in front of the house, I feel that they are passing footsteps, footsteps towards others. Until one day, this step stopped here, and then the doorbell rang.

门铃响了但是畏于破落的屋子窘困的现状以及笨拙的不知怎么安放感情的自己于是我收了脚步假装家里没人

The doorbell rang, but I was afraid of the dilapidated house, the embarrassed situation and the clumsy self who didn't know how to place my feelings, so I stopped and pretended that no one was at home.

今日的事已不必再提，皆因学历不够，我大抵得给先生写一封文书了。之所以叫文书，是因为若叫退学申请，不免有种扶不上墙的感觉。

There is no need to mention today's matter any more, because of the lack of academic qualifications, I probably have to write a letter to my husband. The reason why it is called a document is that if it is called an application for dropping out of school, there is a feeling that you can't hold up the wall.

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