The reason why I started to like Beijing is because it seldom rains in Beijing, but the wind in Beijing is too strong. I went back to my place yesterday and got out of the car. The bag of apples laughed against the wind, and ended up eating a mouthful of sand, and then walked with difficulty, almost crawling forward. I felt that a strong wind could blow me to the noodle shop across the road in the community at any time.I couldn't help cursing and swearing, cheering myself up, and finally defeated nature and returned to a place where there was no wind.As a result, the sun was shining brightly today, but I don’t know when it will be windy again.
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