It wasn't the fluttering of butterflies, the lurking of ladybirds, the swaying purple grasses, the large blue dragonfly, nor the pink mallow flowers that made me smile the day before yesterday, but instead, the loud chirps of grasshoppers. I stood still and listened and then noticed one in the grass beside me.
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