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The railway is rails, sleepers, trains
The house is a lamp in the dark with a candle inside
Contrast the fire is burning brightly
The hummingbird is sitting close in the nest
The sea is agitated once or twice
The forest is reflected in the water surface
I want to leave where the morning is nature, landscape at home
The hare is hiding in the grass
The beam of the lighthouse is a salvation for lost Mariners
Autumn leaves are falling the forest is turning yellow
A puddle in the desert is drying up
The game is over. Long live the new game