A cool gentle wind was coming in from the door.

一阵凉风从门口吹进来。

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But one evening, I sat at the door of cool wind, see not far away there is a spider in the web is beginning.

也是一个傍晚，我坐在门口凉着风，看到不远处有一只蜘蛛正开始在织网。

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I suddenly remind of the grass, ran to the door, but I have a look, the grass was not finished wind waist, was the rain weak, it is still tall and straight in a land not afraid all the dangerous.

我忽然想起小草来，赶紧跑到门前，可我却一看，小草并没有被狂风吹完了腰，被雨水淋得柔弱，它仍挺拔在土地中不怕所有的危险。

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Through a sidelight at the rear door he watched the flames race in the wind, flowing under his car and fanning out to light the corncrib, the smokehouse, and the big sagging barn, which went up in a howl of crackling lumber and dried-out hay.

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