Limit to 500 words. The mountain city that no one cares about, the simple spring breeze, the trampled and ravaged mountain city. Time has passed, the beauty in the village, the foreign man, fate and choice are finally clear before our eyes. Hate is not enough to destroy, and not hating is a boundless fantasy in the abyss five feet wide and ten thousand feet deep. It is impossible to get out...
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