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夜色还没有完全退去,却已经有一个害羞的小姑娘躲在云层的身后,向外探望,探望……清晨是那样清新而美好。推开门,微风轻吻着我的脸庞,含着晨露和青草气息流入鼻孔又沉入心田。山雀婉转动听的《清晨报晓曲》在耳畔回荡。我迈着轻快的步伐,走在山间小路上,独自去看山中的美景。当村落渐渐离开我的视线,我隐隐约约地看到了小路尽头竹林的身影。远望,它像一块无瑕的翡翠;近看,则是一片绿色的海洋。
The night has not completely receded, but there is already a shy little girl hiding behind the clouds, looking out and visiting ... the morning is so fresh and beautiful. Open the door, breeze kiss my face, with morning dew and grass smell into the nostrils and sink into the heart. Tunes politely “Morning Newsletters” echoed in the ears. I walked brisk pace, walking in the mountain path, alone to see the beauty of the mountains. As the village gradually left my sight, I vaguely saw the shadow of the trail at the end of the bamboo forest. From afar, it looks like a flawless emerald; close look, it is a green ocean.