As the morning light spills over the window frame, the bread machine pops out with a crisp aroma, and hot milk forms fine froth against the cup's wall. I push open the window, the wind carries the freshness of grass and trees, and the distant sound of the early bus rolling over the road is faint—A new day, gently unfurling with a warm, lively atmosphere.
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As the morning light spills over the window frame, the bread machine pops out with a crisp aroma, and hot milk forms fine froth against the cup's wall. I push open the window, the wind carries the freshness of grass and trees, and the distant sound of the early bus rolling over the road is faint—A new day, gently unfurling with a warm, lively atmosphere.