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Lin Hao's head ached, especially his brain was buzzing. He struggled to open his eyes. As his vision gradually cleared, he saw several familiar yet unfamiliar faces.,The swallowgrass is emerald green, and the wild mulberry branches are low and green. When you think of your return date, it's when I feel heartbroken. Spring wind doesn't know us, so why do we keep our curtains drawn,In the 36th year of Jiajing during the Ming Dynasty, Lin Village in Shicheng County, Huazhou Prefecture, Guangdong Province.。