Shen Shannan, the cedar of cedars, the south of the south.
Lintian City, the forest of woods, the city of Beicheng.
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The fog in Shannan is too great. Break through this cage and let's go.
The evening breeze is naturally noisy, and the chirping of cicadas in midsummer is naturally gentle.
"Shen Shannan, this painting is for us in the future."
"Well, Lin Tiancheng, why did you draw a fog?"
"When you were in the hospital, wasn't my ID called Haze?"
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Two patients with mental illness were admitted to each other's favorite schools and eventually went to heaven together.
Concept: fog
