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Walking in, Zhang Xuan felt as though he was a paradise, and he was intoxicated by the sight.

The wild flowers gradually grew more dazzling as the peach blossoms blossomed. The delicate red flowers were like small lanterns that were hung on the treetops. The gentle fragrance of the peach blossoms made people forget about the season. It was as if they were in March.

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