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May 19, 2024
In the morning of Chiqiu, the morning breeze in the mountains wakes up everything. Sometimes the bursts are more violent, and a large bamboo forest becomes messy in the wind. It feels cool and refreshing when it blows on your body.
The sound of wind chimes continued intermittently. Listening quietly, various birds and insects seem to be echoing each other, calling here and responding there, just like lovers singing folk songs to each other. From time to time, there will be one or two discordant frog sounds.
Walking through the corridor, a few small fish were disturbed by me and swam farther away. He quickly slowed down his steps, not wanting to disturb their comfort.
When I looked up, I found that the maple trees were covered with fruits, like butterflies, spinning and flying, very beautiful.
In Chiqiu, every day is so beautiful. There are housekeepers who care for you, delicious meals to nourish your stomach, and singing bowls to heal your heart.
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