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The morning light has gone, the sun is shining, the warmth is blowing, the morning fog is spreading all over the world, and the surging billows are destroyed, but I feel that I am surrounded by several ice peaks, and my eyes can see the illusion of whirling several times, but I can’t say a word.
Although it's dull and quiet on weekdays, it's okay. Now it's troublesome. The figure has disappeared. In the distance, there is another person dancing above the clouds, but the face…
