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蔚蓝色的天幕纯净得不染一缕烟云,扑棱棱掠过的鸟影洒下一串愉悦的鸣叫。我将视线从如洗的碧空收回,把馒头使劲往嘴里塞了塞,蹿下楼去。一如既往,楼下出现两个熟悉的身影。“久等了!”我从齿隙间挤出几个含糊的字,娴熟地跨上姐姐早已帮我扶好的自行车。钻入耳朵的是爸爸慈爱的话语:“慢慢吃,别噎着!”“谁让这馒头这么粗糙呢,”我麻利潇洒地蹬开三脚架,“要是细腻软滑的起司蛋糕,再怎
Pure blue sky was not contaminated with wisps of smoke, fluttering edge of the bird’s shadow shed a joyful tweet. I will look back from the blue sky, such as washing back, put the bread into the mouth stuffed hard plug, 蹿 downstairs. As usual, there are two familiar figure downstairs. ”Waiting!“ ”I squeezed out a few vague words from the backlash, skilfully crossed my sister’s bicycle that I had already helped out. Into the ear is my father’s loving words: “Eat slowly, do not stumble! ” “Who made this bread so rough, ” I deftly pedal the tripod, "If the delicate smooth Secretary cake, no matter how