The clouds and rain in the east rise from the Caribbean Sea, pass through the jungles of the coastal lowlands, and gradually move towards the central plateau. And the moist east wind from the sea has already arrived at the Tlaxcala Valley one step ahead of the clouds.

The mighty warm wind blew past, curling up the young king's forehead hair and blowing his tall feather crown. The feather crown fluttered lightly, and the wind passed silently. When Xiulot looked up, it was the night sky. In the night sky of the Central American plateau, there is a boundless river of galaxies, and there are bright stars shining! return

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