The dust of the village twilight when busy to fly; Just as the rainbow cows were desperate to get back to their barns, a lamppost on the other side of town became busy.
In the light of the lamppost, he shows the way to the strangers, the strangers near and far. He seems to have known pedestrians for a long time. Pulls the light away from its own entity to the pedestrians.
Her son rushes to fetch medicine for the patient lying in the hospital bed, as if to be comforted by a lamppost, saying, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. He will erase in his light all the sorrows - misery, despair, danger.
Life goes on at its own pace"
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