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... at the little pavilion on the hill, painting the aged pavilion with a beautiful golden sheen.
The fog and cool air from the night lingering on within the pavilion began to dissipate with the rising of the sun. At the same time, the thick fragrance of wine in the pavilion also gradually thinned out as well.
The glow of the new morn had cued in the cacophonous chorus of chirruping birds and buzzing insects which enveloped the pavilion with their tunes filled with bright vigor. As ...
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