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... gradual rhythm or omen from choking, sobbing, and then bursting into tears.
In an instant, the raindrops formed a line, and the thick raindrops splashed a layer of white rain and fog on the ground, like a misty white gauze, stirring up the water.
Looking out through the glass window, the sky and the earth seem to be hung with an incomparably wide bead curtain, a misty piece.
The majestic rainstorm hit the ground quickly, and there was no chance to breathe. The water stains o ...
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