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      <pubDate>2024-01-03 20:40:02 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title> Phuoc Bao | The Forest on a rainy day☺</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>The forest on a rainy day has wet, glossy leaves and muddy paths. The air smells musty and fresh. Raindrops make a soft buzz as they hit the leaves. The chilly air feels misty. The tree trunks are dark and grimy. The ground is slippery and squishy. The fresh rain smell makes the forest feel alive.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2024-06-24 05:32:04 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The park on a snowy day.</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>The park on a snowy day was radiant of white snow. I started walking through the little lake that was twinkling because of the ice covering the water. Then I went to the food stalls and the smell was like sweet vanilla coffee and like a spicy chicken with fries. I decided to rest in the snow, It was cold and fluffy. At night every things was shadowy and  just a hush atmosphere but the moon was shimmering so it was such a calm and nice night.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2024-10-27 17:25:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The park on a snow day </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>The park on a snowy day was cover by a white radiant snow, all the trees create a aroma of wet and I felt I was on christmas, I touch the radiant cold leaves that were on the shiny icy grass. When I was walking I could only hear the cool frozen flower creak. </p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2024-10-31 00:58:01 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Rainy Forest | Analuz Molina Noguera</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Personally, I don't like rain. Still, I can't deny that I miss the greenery of the forest and the misty, shady atmosphere that used to be present those rainy days of transition from autumn to winter, when the cold air was on my neck, but not in an unpleasant way, and the scent of nature filled my nose. Yes... I think I miss a little being able to sit among the sweet chirping of birds and then regret not having brought my thermos of hot water (which people find boring compared to a tasty coffee, but I find delicious).</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2024-11-24 01:19:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>On a chilly morning, the park is covered in a thick, powdery layer of snow. The once vibrant trees now stand in a colourless haze, their branches bristling with ice. As I walk along the bumpy path, I hear the soft rustle of snow beneath my boots and the faint murmur of the wind through the frosty air. The distant clang of a swing set is barely audible as it moves gently in the breeze. The scent of the fragrant pine trees mixes with the cold, crisp air, creating a refreshing aroma that is both calming and invigorating. The world around me seems muffled, as if wrapped in a soft, moist blanket. My breath comes out in visible puffs, the cool air biting at my cheeks, while the shimmering snow sparkles in the weak sunlight. Despite the stillness, the park feels alive, with each step leaving a temporary mark on the gleaming white surface</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2024-12-07 14:26:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Forest on a Rainy Day</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>The gloomy forest shimmered under a misty sky as raindrops began to drizzle softly. The air was cool and damp, filled with the aroma of wet leaves and earthy soil. Every step made a squelch on the muddy ground, and the distant rumble of thunder echoed through the trees. The glimmering drops on the branches made the forest look alive, and a refreshing breeze carried the fragrant scent of pine through the air.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-10-24 01:11:04 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Grecia: The forest on a rainy day </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>The forest on a rainy day feels shadowy and full of gloom, as shimmering raindrops fall through the trees, glistening on every leaf. Puddles thump softly as drops hit the ground, while distant thunder begins to bellow through the woods. The air is balmy, brushing against my skin, though the wet bark feels scratchy beneath my fingers. A musty scent rises from the soil, mixed with a slightly acrid smell from the soaked leaves, and tiny reflections twinkling in the dim light make the forest feel alive and mysterious.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-12-18 20:50:44 UTC</pubDate>
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