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... he moonrise and sunset, the sky was half crisp and cool, and half filled with rosy clouds. The transitions of darkness and light between dawn and dusk in the mountains lingered in the heart, leaving behind enchanting scenery. Such moments, akin to life’s journey, kept revolving in a cycle of repeated encounters and farewells.
Xiulote, dressed lightly and simply, stood on the boundary between the plains and the hills, gazing towards the wild fields of the north. Behind him were the sturdy ...
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