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一有三天不冷了,雾霭悄悄地消融着积雪。彼佳说:“出来吧,爸爸,你来瞧瞧,来听听黄鹂唱得多美啊!”我走出门,听了听,果然很悦耳,微风也是那么亲切。道路完全变成了红褐色,呈鱼脊形了。
One of three days is not cold, mist quietly melting snow. Petya said: “Come out, Daddy, you come and see, to hear how beautiful the Orioles sang!” I walked out and listened to, it was very sweet, the breeze is so cordial. The road turned into a red-brown, fish-shaped.