Halfway up the mountain, I passed an old tree and a large clump of dead vines.

"Karma, Karma, Karma......"

Suddenly, a crow flew by from the sky, and for a brief moment, it blocked out the afterglow of the setting sun.

It's really dead vines, old trees, faint crows.

The most ...... in life

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