Kavin, send it tomorrow
Today's weather in the imperial capital is too bad, catkins are floating around, I lost half my life when I came out to play, and I coded 800 words intermittently, so I can only send it tomorrow.
"I really don't want to hang" Kavin, tomorrow is being hit in the hand, please wait a moment,
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