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The white horse galloped like lightning, the youth's clothes billowing in the wind.
On the mountain road, a young man with short black hair dressed in black tight-fitting clothes urged his horse forward.
A woodcutter standing by the roadside, hearing the horse's hooves approaching from far to near—"clopping" and "clopping"—looked up and saw a young man with a bright, peerless face riding past.
The woodcutter couldn't help but feel a surge of envy and emotion.
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