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It was sunny yesterday, and today is gloomy. The moment someone's face touched the damp air, they knew it might rain today.
It's now 4:30 in the morning, and city cleaner Old Lady Zhang gets up early to start her work. She sweeps the streets, dumps the garbage into trash cans, and as she walks along the towering Huashu Street, something seems off. She's been down this street countless times before, but what's different about today?
That's right, it's this tree.
The lighting isn't right.
There's a street lamp in front of the tree, and its light is just right. At this hour, the sky is still dark, and since it's drizzling, it's gloomy. But there's always the street lamp's light, which usually reaches the trash can. What's wrong now? Something seems to be blocking it.
