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“后来，也是这样的秋天的日子，风唰唰地吹着。桔梗花齐声说：‘印染你的手指头，再组成窗户吧！’我就采来好多桔梗花，堆在一起，用花汁印染了我的手指头。这么一来，我不再寂寞了，因为，从这扇窗户里，我什么时候都能看到妈妈。” "Later, it was such an autumn day, with the wind blowing. "Print your fingers and make up the window!" said the flower I picked a lot of Platycodon flowers, piled them together, and printed my fingers with flower juice. In this way, I'm not lonely anymore, because from this window, I can see my mother at any time. " 也忘了这事发生在哪一天，但这一定是我在小山上迷了路的故事。 I also forget the day when it happened, but it must be the story that I lost my way on the hill. 我在山上玩，正要回奶奶家的山下小屋去，在熟悉的山路上用手拿着弹弓，呆呆地走，漫无边际地回想着自己以前和小伙伴们玩在一块的幸福时光。 I was playing on the mountain, just about to go back to grandma's cottage at the foot of the mountain. I was walking on the familiar mountain road with a slingshot in my hand, thinking about my happy time playing with my friends before. 拐了一个弯，突然，我觉得天空特别耀眼，就像是擦亮了的蓝玻璃。。。这时，地面也有些淡蓝。 Turning a corner, suddenly, I think the sky is particularly dazzling, like polished blue glass... At this time, the ground is also a little light blue. | 
