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The hot summer weather has arrived in late spring, and the north is becoming less and less like the north. Chen Baoyun walked quickly, thinking, it must be more than 20 degrees Celsius, and the underwear in the sweater was stuck to his back. However, it's only a few hours at noon, and I'm still shivering in the morning and evening because I don't wear enough clothes. The leaves of the broad-leaved poplars on the street were as big as a baby's palm, so tender and shiny. If it weren't for this moistening effect, he felt that the whole street and the whole town would be on fire. Every Saturday morning, Mr. Chen spent his time in the Leyou Club. The Music Club is a well-known non-governmental organization in the upper city. Some literary and art lovers gather in the rehearsal hall of the cultural center to chat and arrange programs. On the last Sunday night of every month, there will be a social performance. During festivals, they also go to the military or community to perform condolences. Chen Zao was playing the erhu inside.
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