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In bountiful years, every home brims with delight. Free as the wind, I wander. Wherever I go, I'm welcomed. Th…

In bountiful years, every home brims with delight. Free as the wind, I wander. Wherever I go, I'm welcomed. The Gracetown, in the southeast of Kaifeng, is a place of thatched roofs and earthen walls rising along the hills, where golden wheat sways in sacrificial rites. The town's opera stage is a gathering place for neighbors, its songs celebrating present blessings, yet who still laments the hardships of years past?

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