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高中作文(High school composition).doc

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高中作文(High school composition) The sun is so bright, like a monopoly of all powerful kings, stand a little rain that we laugh out of reach. His laughter seems to have other people miles away the strong penetrating power, let the little trace of green leaves into a trace of a bright, so that a thin water bay canopy into a smoke meter...... This is the sun...... Ding, Ding, ding...... At this moment, ears came a few silk crisp sound. The sun -- arrogant, dazzling, but the sound is like with a few grains of small stones on the clear water, with ripples, pure chinese. Looking at the sky, white clouds or so flashy, sun is still so frivolous. Inadvertently, my eyes touched the window, the bells made of plastic. It does not belong to the nature, why can sing songs of nature? This is the sun. Is the sun, the wind, for this should not belong to a natural playing. Sasha Vujacic, sand...... At this moment, ears came a few sound soft wire. Clouds are still, the sun still, that my heart is still light, and the horse soft irrelevant, that this gentle come from? Overlooking the ground floor, old, deep cracks, their footprints, not, it may not sing this song to appease the soul. My eyes wide open, hope that a sight singing the trace of a slender figure. Yes, it is, my eyes met outside the window leaf. It has been the sun began to play how son, why can sing so soft songs? This is the sun. Is the sun, the wind, help the shouldnt return for soft songs. Rushing, rushing, wow...... At this moment, ears came pouring a few strands of sound. There has been a steady white clouds, the sun has a gentle flavor, and my heart is thrown a chill. But, even so, the torrential cool, is no longer in my nerve. Looked at the wall, white, dry, it also had a small time mark, not, it never means that the penetration of gladdening the heart and refreshing the mind. Look around, from this layer of the side with the language of the hot, my retina feel a drop of cool, oh, its pouring is it sing that song not o

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