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... the mood to tend to flowers and plants? Look at that basket of Dawn Cedar, which can neither be eaten nor is it valuable, yet they treasure it like a precious load on their backs, truly laughable.
And that girl’s flower wristband on her wrist, after being soaked in the river for half a month, still has the spirits to weave herself a wristband; isn’t this just a spring outing then?
Look at that leading young boy, as thin as a bamboo pole, with a sickly pale on his face, I’m afraid ...
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