A serene springtime slumber, unaware of the breaking dawn. Everywhere

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A serene springtime slumber, unaware of the breaking dawn. Everywhere, the sweet melodies of birdsong fill the air. The sounds of nighttime rain echo faintly, leaving traces of its passing. Scattered blossoms carpet the ground, a testament to the uncounted flowers that have fallen. A dreamlike scene, capturing the beauty and tranquility of spring, Emulate the brushstrokes and aesthetic of Wu Guanzhong, emphasizing the simplicity and elegance of his ink washes.

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