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... desert alone, but did not want to look back at the familiar house in the suburbs of Beijing before leaving, and his heart suddenly rose up.
Here is his yard, here is his breath ...
The pomegranates in Beijing turned red and red, and sweet amber-like babies rolled down.
In the small courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing, the festival bamboo is still green, and the stone bench is still cool.
The wind is full of tree begonias.
It seems to be talking to itself, it ...
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