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清晨醒来,小草的脸上挂着晶莹的泪珠。原来,昨天夜里,娇柔多姿的垂柳对小草说:“你看你多么渺小,整天在地上被踩踏,
Wake up in the morning, the grass's face hanging crystal tears. It turned out that last night, the delicate weeping willows on the grass, said: "You see how small you are stampede all day,