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... pens in spring.
With wind, the spring rain sneaks in the night. Silently, it moistens everything.
The clouds on the wild path are black, and the fire on the riverboat is bright.
When it is dawn, the damp soil will be covered with red petals and countless colorful flowers in the streets and alleys.
On the second day, when the sky was about to light up, it suddenly began to drizzle like silk.
Siqi walked out of the garden with a zigzag step, and the uncleane ...
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