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... a chill.
It was snowing.
The snow was rather heavy.
It covered the grass on the mountain peak.
He strode forward and arrived near the courtyard.
The snow had covered the peach trees.
“I should plant some plum blossoms so that I can see them bloom.”
“The sharp edge of a sword is sharpened through harsh refining while the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.”
Jiang Lan, who was walking in the courtya ...
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