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几天前,我在垃圾箱边发现一盆翻倒的仙人掌。它颜色翠绿,圆圆的,就像一个绿太阳。我心生怜爱,便把它抱回了家。我把这盆仙人掌安放在阳台上,让它美美地喝饱水后,就开始端详它:一根根尖刺又细又长,浑身绿莹莹的。开始的几天我都不管它,反正仙人掌耐旱。但后来,我心软了。每次看到那盆仙人掌,那一根根尖刺似乎都在向我讨水喝。有一次,我给它浇完水,正盯着它出神,忽然发现自己变成了那盆仙人掌。我有点不相信,动
A few days ago, I found a pot of fallen cactus in the trash. Its color is green and round, like a green sun. My heart and affection, it took it back home. I put this pot of cactus on the balcony, let it drink the United States and the United States to full water, they began to look it up: a pointed spike thin and long, covered with glittering. The first few days I do not care about it, anyway, cactus drought. But then, my heart softened. Every time I saw the cactus, the spikes seemed to me to drink water. Once I gave it poured water, is staring at it, suddenly found himself into that basin cactus. I do not believe it, move