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初秋的午后不冷也不热,风儿用它可爱的小爪子轻轻地揉捏着你的脸。远处飘来了淡淡的青草味和几声鸟儿清脆的啼声,在宁静中你轻轻地闭上眼,进入梦乡……
The early fall afternoon is neither cold nor hot. The wind gently kneads your face with its lovely little claws. A faint smell of grass floated in the distance and a few birds’ crisp buzzing sounds. In silence, you gently closed your eyes and went to sleep...