The sun had just emerged from the eastern mountains, shooting out a strong golden light, as if laughing loudly, defying the vulnerability of the light mist.

There is not a single cloud in the blue sky, and it seems that it is more and more deep and boundless. The sky was so blue, the sun was so bright, and the hairy flowers of thistle flew up and down around them, as if they were intoxicated by the silence of the atmosphere.

The heat danced on the ripe grass, and there was a soft, unaware hum in all directions, as if a splendid minute was muttering a feast between heaven and earth.

Outside the south gate of Xiangyang City,...

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