一阵柔柔的微风，
把花草逗得起舞。
柔风飘过小河，
看见一座小小的山。
树苗在努力生长着，
风儿轻轻一吹，
小树微笑着脸，
舞动美丽的身姿。
A gentle breeze, makes
flowers and plants dance.
A gentle wind
blows across the river,
sees a small mountain.
The sapling is trying to grow，
the wind blows gently,
little trees smile
and dance beautifully.
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