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... wing down from the mountain stream, at the foot of the mountain is a humble wine restaurant, and an apricot-colored wine flag obliquely protrudes, swinging slightly in the wind.
It was mid-winter, when everything was dangling, the earth was dead, snowflakes drifted from the sky, and one after another, accompanied by the howling north wind, I just felt that there was a blur between heaven and earth.
In the restaurant, more than a dozen businessmen traveled around the old wooden tabl ...
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