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西北天际是依稀的远山。层峦叠嶂,嵯峨相拥,宛若一道屏风,又似一堵城墙。那沉默、敦厚的身影雍容沉稳。清澈的江水倒映着青山绿油油的壮丽身姿。时有微凉的风低拂过水面,泛起层层涟漪。荡漾的碧波,宛若游动的罗带。那是一抹青翠欲滴的绿,那是一座山。它一直站在那里,不管是否有谁需要,不管是否有谁在意。它只是站着,远远地站着,静静地站着,一动不动地站着,以便我们在不经意之间抬头,发现它的身影。那是一片澄净剔透的蓝,
Northwest is faintly distant mountains. Covered hills stacked 嶂, Saga embracing, like a screen, but also like a wall. That silence, honest figure calm grace. Crystal clear water reflects the magnificent green mountains and green posture. When the cool wind blowing low over the water, floated layers of ripples. Rippling blue waves, like swimming rover. That is a verdant green, it is a mountain. It has stood there, no matter who needs it, no matter who cares. It just stands, stands far, stands silently, stands motionless, so that we look up inadvertently and find its shadow. That is a clear and transparent blue,