Freedom

What is freedom?

Is this freedom?

Free to go

“Apologies, but yes, you are free to go.” barked the sergeant from behind the almost closed door, whose covering of paint did nothing to hide the rich golden orange varnish which had at the first been applied to its timber and thus betrayed the not so humble origins of the previous inhabitants of the house.

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曾晓晴(开始)

曾晓晴(开始) (Céngxiǎoqíng/A bright new dawn (arose))
首被平原的管家

曾几何时, 增尢土日
晓日青金
晴 先火, 烧金
Céngjǐhéshí, zēng yóu tǔrì
Xiǎo rì qīng jīn
Qíng xiān huǒ, shāo jīn

A possible translation is:
Once upon a time, the sun was shining brightly. The morning sun was blue and golden. The sun was clear and the fire burned gold.
Coco prefers:
Once upon a time, in the fruitfulness of the earth at the green, blue gold of dawn the abundance of the first fire – burning gold