When the first rays of sunlight in the morning envelop the valley through the slim bamboos, the birds fluttering their wings and landing on the window lattice, chirping to welcome the fragrance of the morning sun.

After the rain, the bamboo shoots all over the mountain break through the soil, and the bamboo joints that are stretched out of the shell are tender and verdant, dotted with round dewdrops, like modified jade, the ice is clear and transparent.

The mist is shrouded, the smoke and rain are misty, and the wind is passing, pulling the light bamboo in the mountains......

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