The evening breeze blew over, bringing across the scent of the sea. Ning Tao was standing on the balcony of an ancient castle from the Middle Ages, overlooking the old city of Stockholm's scenery. Every ancient castle and church were standing tall, piercing into the clouds. The stone pavement which ran through the city, connected the ancient buildings together, creating a painting of the past. Further into the distance was the estuary of Lake Mälaren going into the Baltic Sea. Cargo ships and fishing boats, along with sailboats and cruises were riding on the waves. Colonies of seagulls were flying in the golden sky. Also a capital, Beidu, was like a person running with a baggage, perspiring profusely yet still continuing to speed up. Meanwhile, Stockholm was like a person strolling by the beach. It was very slow-paced and leisurely without troubles hovering on the mind. Still, it was hard to say which place or lifestyle was better, because everyone had th
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