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... forest and the inner plain.
Behind the castle, the breeze undulates, and large tracts of wheat are planted in it, setting off one wave after another in the wind.
A little girl was standing in the wheat field with a sickle, listening to the deafening shouts from the direction of the castle, her small face was full of worry.
"Listen to my mother, hasn't peace come a long time ago? Why are there still wars?"
"My brother was arrested a month ago, and my parents ...
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