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At five o'clock in the morning, she stared at the white sky, feeling a little relieved after not sleeping all night. She liked this feeling very much, the suspended air under her feet, the sweetness in her mouth, and a piece of broken mung bean cake. She smiled lightly, letting the breeze blow over her face, and the broken cake was left in the world.

When we are deeply lost, we just hope to find the way back.

I hate winter the most. Its coldness is unbearable for me, which often causes me to have a bad temper because of the cold. Even so, winter has my favorite day, because I was born in winter. I used to think that this day should be celebrated by others, but later, I hated it. So, overall: Winter, I hate it.

After seeing daylight for a long time, hunger and chill surrounded everyone around them. Looking at the dilapidated building, they didn't know where another skeleton would appear. After running away for so many days, he unexpectedly returned to his original place, where he started a new nightmare at his feet.