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The ears of corn are weaving about the boundless field
Frosty dawn in the village fields
A lot of sunflowers in the summer field
Summer morning in the wheat fields
Four horses in an open field
The road among the green field
The dawn rays pass through the poppy field
The summer field is only not cultivated. Oh turning blue in the distance
Windmill in the flower field
The road through the green field
Fog over the flower field. Trees in the fog
Sunrise on the lavender field