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梦,是小溪汇入大海,呼吸在浪花里的第一捧辽阔;梦,是蝶儿破茧而出,折射出翅膀上的第一抹绚丽;梦,是花蕊娇娆绽放,浸润在花瓣上的第一缕芬芳。
The dream is the first rill that the brook enters into the sea and breathes in the waves; the dream is the butterfly that breaks out and reflects the first glory on the wings; the dream is the blooming of the flower buds, infiltrating the petals The first fragrance.