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傍晚,抱着两岁的女儿安朵出去散步,微风吹拂,湿润的空气中飘着淡淡花香。抬头望去,天空蓝的清透,没有一丝杂质,让人身心愉悦。我指着天空对安朵说:“宝贝,看,清澈蔚蓝的天空!”安朵仰起小脸,望向天空,片刻,感叹道:“妈妈,天空真干净啊!”天空很干净!没有华丽的辞藻,没有动人的形容,只是干净。在两岁孩子的心中,一切变得如此简单。还记得那首歌叫《天空的颜色》:“外婆对我轻轻唱/孩子不要忘记了/人间的遭遇有它的规则/
In the evening, with a two-year-old daughter, Ann went out for a walk and breezed in a faint floral scent in the wet air. Looking up, the sky blue and clear, no trace of impurities, makes people physically and mentally pleased. I pointed to the sky, said: ”Baby, look, clear blue sky!“ Ando looked up and looked at the sky for a moment, exclaimed: ”Mom, the sky is really clean!“ Sky Very clean! No gorgeous rhetoric, no moving description, just clean. In the minds of two-year-olds, everything has become so simple. Remember that song called ”the color of the sky“: ”grandmother softly sing to me / children do not forget / human encounter has its rules /