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3月6日晴窗外,大地沉醉在一片迷迷蒙蒙的晨雾里,斜疏的细雨交织着。三月的树荫还未来得及换上绿装,清脆的鸟鸣声却早已把乡村的小路点
Outside the sunny window on March 6th, the earth was immersed in a misty morning mist, with dripping drizzle. The shade of March has yet to be replaced by green outfits. The crisp bird sounds have already made rural roads