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... ther suddenly heats up.

   Fortunately, the summer flowers are still there, there are many insects, and the fish and shrimp are very active.

  Water birds such as Qingzhuang, egrets, water chickens, crakes, and oil gourds.

As well as mountain birds and wild birds such as pulsatilla, woodpecker, yellow-eyed eyebrow, white-eyed eyebrow, three-row eyebrow, fine linen pole, cuckoo, starling, old gray head, crow, magpie, turtledove, old yellow quail, etc., began to emerge in larg ...

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