Yunzhong Village
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"A small cloud, slowly coming over..." In a fast-paced society, do you calm down and listen to the sounds of nature? Do you still remember the little ducks by the stream when you were a child, or the chirping birds, or the version of yourself that longed to grow up? Three years ago, I learned about the name Yunzhong Village from a friend. I happened to have time and out of curiosity, I drove there by myself. When I got there, it was the Spring Festival, and I met a girl who looked like she was in her twenties. I asked her, have you always lived here? She nodded. I asked her again, can you tell me more about this? She's not stingy either. I was deeply touched by her description, so I wrote it down in notes... The raindrops fell gently from the eaves of the small wooden house, and Yaya caught it with her chubby little hands. The big gray dog tilted its head and looked at the little master, looking silly and cute...
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