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23 August
The sky is very blue and clean.
Only white clouds can be seen.
Accompanied by a soft breeze,
I cycle past these green trees.
24 August
Rain and heat begin to recede.
Of them cabbages are in need.
Now that weather has got dry,
Anyhow I won't only stand by.
25 August
We won't make steamed bread.
Pumpkins are just food instead.
Now I must eat before they rot
For splendid harvest in the plot.
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