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... perienced what it meant for an entire nation to mourn.
The low and deep sound of wailing echoed throughout Changting, irrespective of the time of day, continuing from dawn to dusk, with even the wind seeming to carry the scent of tears.
The temperature was still scorching.
But it lacked the vitality of a burning sensation and felt more like the lingering, muggy heat brought on by a false autumn.
White flags fluttered all over Changting, the plain fabric used only ...
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