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In this season, the wind and clouds are dispelled by the heat waves, and the sun is even more unscrupulous. When the birds flew in half, they were sunburned and fell. The whole mountain was covered, but the light stopped in midair, the forest was stopped, and the other world under the tree.

The leaves kept the sound inside. A beam of sunshine found a gap and squeezed hard inside. On the ground it will illuminate, an ordinary flower is looking up. The silent wind blew, and there seemed to be a flame in the distance.

"Hey, the flower over there." The flower no longer looked at the sun. She turned her head and the sounding thing was coming over with a smile. Its four claws stepped on the broken branch, and it should have sounded like a firecracker, but after it was filtered by the fur, there was no residue.

Standing in front of the flowers, he made the most polite posture he thought: "Do you know how to get out of this Moring? I have been here for a few days." Flowers looked at it and said nothing. "I don't know. I remember there was a river outside the forest. There were a lot of small fish and shrimps inside. It was delicious. The river was very cold, so it was as comfortable as eating ice watermelon." It stopped. The fallen birds only found their heads, like the groundhog just drilled from the ground, twisting their heads and listening quietly, and a few leaves slowly fell.

"There are a lot of mushrooms on the way I come in. I can't eat anything that can be eaten. The red is the same as the falling sun. The blue is brighter than the sky. Some are like balls, some are like fireflies. What? All of them looked like they were just looking at the mushroom and lost their way." The rabbit and its friends came out of the hole and heard it and stopped. The nose flaps as if standing in front of the mushroom soup.

"There is a peach forest nearby. I didn't expect peach trees here. The trees haven't finished yet. The pink flowers float down like rain, and the ground is covered with a carpet." It was intoxicated. The monkey that had been passing by stopped, squatting on the branch and looking around, no sound. "Right, there are pine nuts."

It looked up at the sky, bottomed down and looked at the flower "Do you know how to get out?"

The forest is as calm as a mirror. The sun finally fell to the ground and made a "squeaky" sound. The falling leaves collide in the air "叮叮铛铛" This is the wind chimes of the forest. The flame in the distance smiled, and the smog of the demon rose slowly, bringing it like a wind that did not exist. The conversation came from the trunk.

"Here am a summer resort."

The birds fluttered their wings, flying fast, scrambling out of the trees, and bursting with the sound of "squeaky", then the anger of the thunder was heard. The rabbit darted back into the hole, and the broken branches were broken and the noisy firecrackers sounded. The monkey "吱吱" called to grab the branches and swayed deep, leaving the leaves called "哗哗". It picked up the flowers and ran to the depths. The sun shines straight into the ground and shines on the ground.

Third day: Zhang Zhengkang

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