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The smell of the wet earth in the rain rises like a great chant of praise from the voiceless multitude of the insignificant.
雨润湿了泥土
闻着
就像渺小无闻的众生
为广袤大地
唱起的赞歌。
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The smell of the wet earth in the rain rises like a great chant of praise from the voiceless multitude of the insignificant.
雨润湿了泥土
闻着
就像渺小无闻的众生
为广袤大地
唱起的赞歌。
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