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Hanging in mid-air, swaying constantly, although my head was growing increasingly dizzy, I still took in every detail of the room.,The swallowgrass is emerald green, and the wild mulberry branches are low and green. When you think of your return date, it's when I feel heartbroken. Spring wind doesn't know us, so why do we keep our curtains drawn,If he had a choice, he would still rather be a child of the 21st century.。