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Although the sun is scorching hot, the streets are still bustling with people coming and going. There are also many pulling carts to sell late-ripened watermelons. Watermelons can no longer be considered a rarity in Qingzhou nowadays.
Revisiting one's hometown, the feelings are always different every time. Jiang Yuqing asked Bai Xiaoshi, "What do you think of today's Qingzhou compared to the past?"
Bai Xiaoshi said, "It's a world of difference. The streets of Qingzh ...
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