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从一粒不起眼的种子长成一株开着十字花瓣的花朵;从一株株娇嫩的枝叶,长成亭亭玉立的少女,油菜花,要经过多少风霜雪雨地侵袭,要经过多少寒来暑往地轻漫。这铺天盖地、漫山遍野的金色;这一个个娇小玲珑的身躯汇成的海洋,在浩门川最好的时节,一泻千里。这朴实无华的度母;这香飘十里的仙子,多像勤劳善良的高原人,绚烂但不孤傲,丰盈但不求媚俗。一味在温暖潮湿的土壤里,殷勤地生长,悄悄地盛开,排山倒海般涌入夏天的门楣。
From a humble seed grow into a flower open cross petals; from a delicate strains of leaves, grow into a slim girl, rape, how much frost and snow to go through, how much to go through the cold to summer Light and light. This is overwhelming, the golden mountains and plains; one by one petite exquisite body merging the ocean, in the best season of the Shomonaga, blew thousands of miles. This simple degree of degree mother; this fragrant miles of fairy, mostly industrious and kind of Plateau, gorgeous but not lonely, abundance but not for kitsch. Blindly in the warm moist soil, grow attentively, quietly in full bloom, pouring into the summer lintel.