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清晨,我到广场看日出。放眼向东望去,茫茫的天际弥漫着一层轻飘飘的白雾。白雾远处,挂着一片淡淡的桃红色的云霞,它看起来不那么浓重,我凝视着这美丽的色彩。噢,只有画技高超的画家才能调绘出这般美景吧?忽然,桃红色云霞的正中,出现了一个红得可爱的圆球。啊,太阳升起来了。此时,它还收敛着自己的光茫,我不眨眼地打量着这个初升的太阳,仿佛它就是我新结识的一位朋友。不一会儿,太阳放射出灼目的亮光,给大地披上了美丽的金装。我感
In the early morning, I went to the square to see the sunrise. Looking east looked to the vast sky filled with a layer of floating white fog. Foggy pink clouds hung in the distance from the white mist, and it looked less intense. I stared at this beautiful color. Oh, only the superb painter can paint such a beauty? Suddenly, in the middle of the pink clouds, there is a cute red ball. Ah, the sun is rising. At this moment, it also converged her own light, and I looked at the rising sun without winking as if it was a friend I had newly made. In a matter of moments, the sun radiates a burning light, giving the earth a beautiful gold dress. I thank