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<p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal">I like the subtle fresh green budding fromthe branches of the tree -- the herald of spring, ushering in the dawn...</p><p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal"><span>I like the subtle flow of cloud that makesthe sky seem even more vast, azure and immense...</span></p><p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal"><span>I like the subtle wind. In spring, itsteals a kiss on my cheek; in autumn, it caresses my face; in summer, it bringsin cool sweet smell; in winter, it carries a crisp chilliness...</span></p><p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;...