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Widow Tailiu walked out of the house, and the sun shone on her body. She could feel the warm light shining through the cloth and gently caressing her skin. She walked slowly along the bluestone road. The stone road under her feet was bumpy and bumpy, and she could hear the "tacking" sound of the soles of her shoes colliding with the stone slabs every step she took. In the grass on the roadside, unknown wild flowers bloomed dotted with dots, exuding a faint fragrance. The fragrance mixed with the smell of earth penetrated her nostrils.

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