“我觉得可能要下雨了。”她抬头看着天空中灰色的云。

"I think it's going to rain," she said, looking up at the grey clouds.

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今夜的月色，被一群灰色的云夺去了光华，无奈的躲在后面忧伤。

Tonight the moonlight, was a group of gray clouds killed Guanghua, hiding behind the sad and helpless.

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头顶上，伴随着飒飒的声音，灰色的云终古不息地飘向西方，直飘到天边那堵火红的墙上方，翻卷成一场瀑布般的暴雨。

And overhead, with a rustling and loud noise, the gray clouds rush westwardly forever, until they roll, a cataract, over the fiery wall of the horizon.

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