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从南捷克州著名的格鲁波卡城堡出来,太阳已经越过天顶。爱尔文·哈里赫同志忽然神色紧张:“糟了,他们在等着啦!”他双手高举,用力擦了几下,仿佛可以擦出什么妙法子似的。然后,诙谐地把手一挥,叮咛司机——用高速,向斯特拉哥尼兹开去.出色的斯柯达牌小汽车,在乡村柏油公路上,箭一样疾飞。120公里的时速,我们的车闪电似的穿过长满庄稼的田野,遍地白花的丘陵,青绒毯似的牧场和修剪整齐的森林;隔着窗玻璃,那映现在丁香花丛中的村庄,牛群,拖拉机上飘闪
Out from the famous Czech Republic Grupo Pocaho castle, the sun has crossed the zenith. Comrade Irvine Hari suddenly looked nervous: “bad, they are waiting for it! ” He held high his hands, rubbed a few times as if you can wipe out the magic like. Then, with a whimsical wave of his hand, the driver was beckoned - speeding up to Stragóniz. The excellent Skoda car flew like an arrow on a rural tarmac. 120 kilometers per hour, our car flew through fields full of crops like lightning, hills of white flowers, ranch-like pastures and manicured forests. Through windows of glass, the villages of lilac flowers, Cattle, floating on the tractor