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... the Tomb Sweeping Festival, the rain drizzles endlessly, heaven bestows favor for this meeting.
Perhaps the heavens are particularly fond of this season, or maybe, this rain, is the tears of countless people.
Every year on the day of the Tomb Sweeping Festival, the sky always likes to be dreary with continuous rain, yet it cannot stop the living from longing for the departed.
The sky in April, carrying a bit of chill, in front of the tombstone, stands a slender silhouette ...
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