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... was shrouded in a giant gray curtain, pressing heavily towards the earth. Fine raindrops fell like ox hair, weaving a hazy net that gently enveloped the whole world.
Raindrops hit the bluestone paved road, splashing tiny water flowers, making crisp sounds. Passersby hurriedly walked on the streets of Ping Mountain Town, either with oilcloth umbrellas or wearing straw raincoats.
After all, it was the season for planting rice, very busy, everyone was in a hurry. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠� ...
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