It was 6:30 a.m. and the wind peacfully blew threw my hair . I walked outside and sat near a small stream . A con bướm, bướm landed on my finger . but it flew away . The water kept flowing and the wind kept blowing . hoa were blooming in peaceful màu sắc . "ah what a beautiful ngày it is" i đã đưa ý kiến . far away i heard some âm nhạc playing relaxing âm nhạc .i walked closer to the âm nhạc . A man handed me a glass of fresh cold water from the mountains . there were cá swiming in the water near the stream. When i got trang chủ i lied down on my giường and stayed still . all bạn could hear was the clock ticking ....
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