The horse is neighing

Author: Yan Geling
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Publish Date: 2007-01-01
Features: Very far away, one could see the flag of the woman's horse-riding class, its redness unconcealed by the grass. The flag was planted on the top of the tent, and when the wind blew it up, it billowed like a sail, as if ready to take the tent on a long voyage. After several days of rain, the softened mud caused the tent to be anchored every two hours.