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The gate of theose shops, there were red paper-covered lamp and
at the sky, there is the full moon... It was a slightly visionary
feeling.
When we were back to the room of a hotel, they left a message good
night !, and returned. It was boaring and had a tea and the switch
of television. After a while, sound like fireworks can be heard
in the distance. When it looked toweard the West Lake from the window,
gorgeous fireworks were fried with sufficient vigor.
It was Christmas Eve. |
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