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... in layer of white snow.
A seemingly weary nag, exhaling puffs of white breath, pulled an old cart, slowly advancing along the silent mountain road.
The cartwheels rolled over the snow, emitting a dull creaking noise.
Along the way, bare branches stretched with a tenacious posture. An occasional cold wind passed by, causing the branches to tremble slightly and the snow on the twigs to fall rustlingly.
"Brother Qingzi, how did you notice them just now?"
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