The sun in the west is setting slowly.

When the farthest horizon in the West disappeared, the night came.

The wind that swept over the top of the mountain was also evidently bigger and cooler.

Groups of mosquitoes, in their few days, buzz harder to reproduce their offspring and find food.

How many days have it been since the mosquitoes met such a good man as Li Nan who gave up his body to feed tigers?

Lying on a bench made of green bricks, sleeping like a dead dog, and allowing mosquitoes to bite, he stood still. This is not a good man. Who else can deserve the title?

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