The sun hung lazily in the sky, with a dry scent. Cha Cha stood on the grassland against the sickle. Close your eyes and feel the natural sounds of everything in heaven and earth. The gentle wind blows through the grass and sets off a layer of green spray. A few-like bugs crawled around in the dung heap. Deep underground, a...

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