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... ared exceptionally desolate.
On the emerald green bamboo leaves, there remained quite a few frost-white specks. As the autumn wind rose, some of the dry yellow Bitter Bamboo leaves began to dance gradually in the air, spinning and falling one after another.
In the pavilion, the five men gathered once more. This moment was different from the last, when the spring rain was incessant; now, it felt much more crisp and refreshing.
Their spirits were evidently higher, and their ...
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