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### Chasing the Wind Messenger Traveling through the gap between dawn and dusk, They are the city's wind-chasing messengers, Wearing a blue or yellow jersey, A horse riding an electric car, Carrying hope and expectation, Travel through the streets. Their figures are like lightning, Passing through the busy city, What is left is a series of rapid footsteps, And a promise of on-time delivery. They are rivals of time, Racing against the second hand, competing against the speed of the wind, Just to deliver every parcel, Delivered to you on time. Their smiles are the warmth of the sun, Delivering warmth in the midst of busyness, Their sweat is the mark of hard work, Perseverance is forged in the rush. The messenger of the wind, the pulse of the city, In the fast-paced life, They are a unique landscape, With speed and sweat, Write their own chapter.