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... he wind fierce.
The rain fell without end, splattering loudly and endlessly upon the pond’s surface.
Chen Yi woke early. After breakfast, he didn’t even go to the pavilion, choosing instead to stay in his study.
He practiced the Calligraphy Dao while listening to the wind and rain beat against the window.
There was a certain charm to it.
Xiaodie ground ink by his side. Watching the characters he wrote, she silently read them to herself.
’The east w ...
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