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小时候,姥爷买回了一群小鸡,装在一个泡沫箱子里。闲来无事,我便蹲在泡沫箱子边,赏玩着小鸡。一连几天的蒙蒙细雨,小鸡们身上脏兮兮的,原本鹅黄的绒毛也变得灰不拉几的了,但是那一对灵性的小翅膀不时地忽扇着,迸发出生命的朝气来,让我大爱不已。印象中,它们穿着那一身淡黄色的外衣,活像一个个黄绒球,这次我注意看了,原来它们并不是纯色的黄。你瞧,它头上的羽毛像淡黄色的头巾,背上的羽毛像深黄色的外衣,腹部的羽毛却像黄底白点的衬衫,一双透亮的眼睛下边长着一个肉红
When I was young, grandpa bought a group of chicks and packed them in a foam box. Nothing else, I squatted in the foam box, enjoy the chickens. A few days of misty rain, chickens who are dirty, the original yellow goose fluff has become gray, but the pair of spiritual little wings from time to time suddenly fan, burst out the vitality of life Come, let me love. Impression, they wear that yellow coat, like a pompon ball, this time I pay attention to see, the original they are not solid yellow. You see, the feather on its head looks like a pale turban, the feather on its back resembles a dark yellow coat, the feather on its belly resembles a yellow-white blouse, and a pair of translucent eyes has a flesh-colored red