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窗外,天空好大,好蓝,它有着白云的衬托,鸟儿的点缀,可那儿没有了阳光,没有云彩,太阳去了哪里?我是否已到了天外?是否存在这天界?我是不是飞上了天空, 我想……独自在空中,我如天使般飞翔着,心情格外舒畅,犹如海燕鸣出轻快的节奏。我扇动透明的翅膀安静地前进,不时与白云微笑,感觉着它的柔和,感觉到它用那朦胧的爱意抚润着我。一群群多彩的鸟儿从我身旁飞过,看着它们快乐的样子,我不禁想:她们真的很快乐吗?
Out of the window, the sky is big, blue, it has white clouds, dotted with birds, but there is no sun, no clouds, where is the sun gone? Have I been to heaven? Is there this heaven? I am not flying The sky, I think ... alone in the air, I am flying like an angel, I feel very happy, like the swift rhythm of Haiyan. I fanned the transparent wings to advance quietly, smiling with the white clouds from time to time, feeling the softness of it, and feeling that it touched me with that jealous love. A group of colorful birds flew by my side and watched them happy. I could not help thinking: Are they really happy?