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Yingdu
When I was young, the spring breeze was so proud that my horse's hooves were sick, and I didn't believe that there was separation in the world. A little kid with a ponytail, short stature, and a faint light in his glasses, about 8 years old, was eating candied haws on the street and mumbling to himself while jumping around. Suddenly, several horses ran over quickly, and several people jumped off the horses. They carried knives on their backs and wore bamboo hats on their heads. You could vaguely
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Yingcheng
When I was young, the spring breeze was so proud that my horse's hooves were sick, and I didn't believe that there was separation in the world. A little kid with a ponytail, short stature, and a faint light in his glasses, about 8 years old, was eating candied haws on the street and mumbling to himself while jumping around. Suddenly several horses ran over quickly, and I saw a few people coming from the back of the horses. They carried knives on their backs and wore bamboo hats on their heads. Y
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