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At dusk, the first bay of Liuyang River seems to be formed by the atomization of a gigantic snail. The distant mountains are like the buttocks of a snail, the indigo that gradually fades from thick to light, the swirling ginger soil and the setting sun. The nearby ones are like the mouth of a snail with its flesh dug out, clean and fresh. The roads, bridges, and antique buildings on both sides of the river, this remote town 38 kilometers away from the county seat, show an understanding and respect for the original style. They only built a row of 500-meter-long low-rise shops on one side of the bridge, and they were built on a raised river embankment. The river bed under the embankment maintained its original shape, with sand and pebbles on the shore. People were fishing under ancient trees or walking on weeds. Another pedestrian bridge was built on the river embankment 500 meters downstream of the highway bridge. Its function is entirely to reflect the antique and leisurely life of the ancient town. The roads and bridges are two-lane and there is a constant flow of vehicles.
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