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morning


Get out of bed, walk outside the door, look at the distant glow, like someone who brought a huge lantern, illuminating the clouds in the east. At first, I saw only a long thin cloud, and the white mist floated high in the sky. Then the long thin cloud seemed to have a kind of expanding power, gradually expanding, and the white misty cloud became a piece. A cluster of new cotton wool-like, giving it a blue sky behind it, more and more chaste. In the twinkling of an eye, the blue sky suddenly turned red. In the farthest place to the east, there were thousands of colored searchlights, which emitted a ray of light and dyed the white clouds into orange-red.

The cool, cool breeze blew, blowing down the soft willow branches, shaking off the dew on the grass leaves, wet the toe, and moistened the hair. Take a breath of air, sweet, cool; pick a blade of grass in your mouth, fragrant and fragrant... Nothing to disperse the mist like a light silk, wrapped around my waist.

The fog was gone, the sun finally showed a smile, and the new day started again!

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