那边有一朵小花，七月里跟紫丁香一起布满在那些草皮台阶的蓝钟花就剩这一朵啦。

There's a little flower up yonder, the last bud from the multitude of bluebells that clouded those turf steps in July with a lilac mist.

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风掠过山谷，摇动了蓝喜鹊的巢，吹响了竹子和梓树花，还有少林寺的钟.

The wind is rushing down into the valley, shaking the nests of azure-winged magpies, rustling the bamboo and catalpa blossoms and jangling temple bells . . .

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风掠过山谷，摇动了蓝喜鹊的巢，吹响了竹子和梓树花，还有少林寺的钟.

The wind is rushing down into the valley, shaking the nests of azure-winged magpies, rustling the bamboo and catalpa blossoms and jangling temple bells . . .

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