The dilapidated minibus twists along the winding mountain road, creaking along the way, and there is a fear that the thing will fall apart at any moment. I sat in the last row by the window and watched the green hills on both sides. This is the southwest, which is completely different from my hometown, full of greenery, fog, and moisture in the air, and my lungs seem to be wet. The vegetation on both sides is mainly broad-leaved forest, biodiverse, color...

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