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The morning sun streaked across the golden wheat fields, the scarecrow lazily opened his hazy sleeping eyes, the most beautiful scenery was frozen in a moment in the ripe season, and the best blessings were issued in a finger

author:Poetic Sail 921

The morning sun swept across the golden wheat fields, the scarecrow lazily opened his hazy sleeping eyes, the most beautiful scenery was frozen in the ripe season in an instant, and the best blessings were issued in a finger at the thought of a friend.

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