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初夏的第一场雨刚过,空气中再也没有了炎热、黏腻的气息,随之而来的,是一份清爽,到处弥漫薄荷般淡淡的清凉。人独自行走着。在城市的一隅,我发现了一个角落。低矮的围墙,旁边混着一堆湿润的沙,周围呈现雨后特有的泥泞。我好奇地向里看,天啊!那是何等的一个妙处:墙根下,挤着几簇肥嫩的小蘑菇,旁边,是几丝细细的嫩草。中间是几朵洁白的小花直直挺立在那儿。雪白温润的花瓣环着金黄的细蕊,一丝不乱。从青芽到花瓣,颜色柔和,逐渐变浅,水灵灵的,像位勇士似的。
The first rain in early summer just passed, no air in the hot, sticky atmosphere, followed by a refreshing, mint-like diffused cool everywhere. People walking alone. In the corner of the city, I found a corner. Low walls, next to a pile of moist sand mixed with rain around the unique muddy. I looked curiously, my God! What a wonderful thing: Under the wall, crowded with a few clusters of small, tender mushrooms, next to it was a few delicate young grass. The middle is a few white flowers standing upright there. Snow white petals ring with golden petals, a trace of chaos. From the young bud to the petals, the color is gentle, gradually lightening, watery spirit, like a bit warrior-like.