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那个过斑马线的秋天早晨异常嘈杂,而我却清楚,天空传来一盆仙人掌的哀号,我抬兴看见,它从七十二层高的摩天大楼上坠落
The autumn morning over the zebra crossing was unusually noisy, and I knew it was clear that there was a cry of a cactus in the sky and I was excited to see it falling from the 72-story skyscraper.