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Heifeng's inner vision and language penetration are really fascinating. Although his strange and cruel aura is sometimes puzzling and confusing, it is also fascinating. His words are the village or spiritual geography where his soul is rooted, where the sound of the poet's joints due to his growth will bring us unexpected surprises.

Yin walked down the steps of a prestigious university in the north. Without any trouble, he returned to Mi Di, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River that he had been away from for a long time. Yin is a person who grew up eating rice. Regarding his return to his hometown Midi, it is simply or superficially believed that he missed rice. His volunteer form was written "Mi" in ostrich blue ink. Officials believe that Yin's love for his hometown deserves praise. Mi Di seemed to have posted a warm red paper for him. At this moment, his luggage was simply on a grassy earth embankment in Mi Di, and moment by moment, above his head was a sky of paper birds flying. At this time, a gust of wind from his hometown blew him. He smelled the sweet fragrance of neem. He looked into the distance and saw a slow river and lazy villages. The river flows in the distance like a ribbon. Yin walked down the earth embankment. I looked back out of habit and didn't see myself walking on the embankment. I saw a frog. He found himself walking down an earth embankment.