269 Salt pans

At this time, summer has arrived.

At noon, the scorching sun was on the head, and the incomparably hot sun poured down from the sky, so that the whole land was in a state of steaming, and the trees on both sides of the avenue were all converging their branches and leaves, and they looked sluggish.

Through the canopy of the trees, sunlight is fragmented into countless fragments and projected onto the ground, creating patches of dappled light and shadow.

Several figures walked by laughing from under the canopy, carrying hoes, baskets, and backs

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