Treasure Hunting Around the World: Starting at a Mystery Box Warehouse

Feng San Niang came to see the masterpiece

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Autumn is long and endless. Smoke rises from the Yangtze and Han rivers. The wind howls, shearing the trees. Dew rustles, wounding the lotus. Clouds rise from the sea. Waters surge from the river's springs, overflowing the shores. Clouds drift away from the mountains. A single wave of the sleeve ripples across the islets. A life-giving spirit perishes before the earth. I wish to emulate the reeds that spread their fragrance, enduring spring's glory and winter's resilience.

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