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2008年3月23日 星期日 晴 Sunny Sunday, March 23, 2008 星期天，我和丁丁去公园玩儿。 On Sunday, Dingding and I went to the park. 公园可真美呀！绿绿的草地，五颜六色的小花，闻一闻，香气直往鼻子里钻。 What a beautiful park! Green grass, colorful flowers, smell, fragrance straight to the nose drill. “啊，好香！怪不得有这么多美丽的蝴蝶。”我话音刚落，就传来“扑通”一声，丁丁爬在了地上，原来是香蕉皮把他滑倒了。我扶起了丁丁，这时，我发现路上许多垃圾。 "Ah, it smells good! No wonder there are so many beautiful butterflies. " As soon as my voice fell, I heard a "plop" and Dingding crawled on the ground. It was the banana peel that slipped him. I picked up Tintin, and then I found a lot of rubbish on the road. 我就拣起了垃圾，那儿有垃圾，这儿有垃圾，累得我满头大汗。那位扔垃圾的阿姨看见了，说：“对不起，小朋友，我以后再也不乱扔垃圾了。” I picked up the garbage. There was garbage there. There was garbage here. I was so tired that I was sweating. The littering aunt saw it and said, "I'm sorry, kid, I'll never litter again." 我也知道我从前乱扔垃圾是错误的，原来当清洁工的叔叔和阿姨都很辛苦。 I also know that I used to throw litter is wrong, the original when the cleaner's uncle and aunt are very hard. | 
