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... ot as clean and luxurious as the big cities, it was very peaceful and quiet!
She thought of a poem written by a great poet.
The hut was in the human realm, and there were no carriages or horses.
How can I ask you? My heart is far away and I’m lonely.
Under the east fence where the chrysanthemums were picked, one could see the southern mountains leisurely.
The mountain air was beautiful every day, and the birds returned.
There was a true meaning in ...
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