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λ¨μ§ λ²ν
¨μ¨ λμμ μΆμ μ 리νκ³ λ¬ν½μ΄κ³¨μ λ₯μ§λ₯Ό νμμ΅λλ€.
κ·Έμ λ½μ‘λ½μ‘ν νμ΄μ μ΄λΆ λκ³ λ¨ν κ·Έλμ μ μ ν¨μ 보λ¬κ³ μΆμμ΅λλ€.
ν루ν루 κ½λ°μ μ¬κ³(εε£)κ° μ¨λͺΈμ νκ°μΌλ©° μ§λκ³ μμ΅λλ€.
λ¬ν½μ΄ λ¨λ½μμ λ¬ν½μ΄μ²λΌ λλ¦Ώλλ¦Ώ μ¬μμ¬μ μ΄μκ°λ ΅λλ€.
With a strong sense of tension, we left our city lives that we endured for about 40 years and built a nest in Snail Valley.
I wanted to spread out a blanket under the soft sunlight and embrace the silence of the shade of autumn leaves.
Every day, the four seasons of the flower garden pass by, wrapping around my whole body.
I will live slowly and leisurely like a snail in a snailβs nest.
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