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When I was collecting materials for Xia Kong, I was also organizing my own life.
On a dark summer night, I sat at a small desk with a cup of warm water next to my notebook. On the screen was a list of materials for Xia Kong in
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The sadness and struggle of the fate of the people at the bottom of society can be seen in the sound of the popcorn pot lid
On a cold winter day, the popcorn pot lid on the corner of the street was knocked in the hands of Ju Fufu. The knocking sou
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When I record the number of each material, it is like tracking a breath of real growth.
It is late at night, and the lights at home are still on.I am sitting in front of the computer, with