The street lamps along the way are elegant and gentle, lighting up among the lush green leaves. When the wind passes, the shadows of the trees sway. As if inadvertently, the beautiful elf in the story will jump out of the shadow of the tree, flapping its wings and waving the fairy wand. I was the only one on the whole road, and because I was greedy for this rare moment of tranquility, I deliberately drove the car very slowly.
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