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... ox carts were collected.
Going all the way, the sky is wide and the clouds are low. There is a farmland on both sides of the road. Some are grain, some are tobacco leaves, and there are rolling mountains in the distance. They are not dotted with residential houses. Each wall has blue and white checks. Most of them are painted by the owner. Think of many things.
"Oh, I have been here in a blink of an eye for two years."
I woke up wretchedly fighting that night, but when I got ...
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