Prompt: The mine lights overhead seemed to let out the darkness at the bottom of the mine, and it was so bright that it was dazzling. The last creaking sound was still going on. Guo Zhenbang was sitting in the crowd. His attention was only on the friction between people and cars and the rails. He felt that it was like the sound of human beings communicating with life. He was in a good mood when he thought about it. Some.
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