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Reporter Qiu stepped out of the car, and the white sunshine hit his face. A moment of dizziness made him squint his eyes, and a cloud of black stars flew in front of his eyes. Qiu thought, this is the intensity, the strong sunshine in the north. This kind of intensity cannot be felt in the sky and earth in the south. The eternal green in the south absorbs the intensity, so only the sunshine is left, and the sunshine is gentle and warm. It is different in the north. The dry and hard loess soil in the north is white in color and rarely absorbs heat. Qiu imagined that if he stood in a pointed pit, he might be scorched by the concentrated sunlight. The sunshine in the north is white and hot. Before walking ten steps, Qiu's forehead was already covered with fine sweat. It was the end of March in the lunar calendar. He had grown up in the north and thought it was still a slightly cold late spring in the north. Who knew that the sun was so hot that it felt like midsummer. Qiu wiped the sweat from her forehead and walked worriedly towards the pockmarked Benjiagou in the distance.
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