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" At dawn, Hutuo is glistening and the grass on the bank is lush and green." The quiet flow of the Hutuo River tells the vicissitudes of a thousand of years.In the 1980s, a young man came to Zhengding County near the Hutuo River. He rode a "28-inch" bike and ran over every village in Zhengding. No matter what the weather was like, he didn’t stop. When he came across the "big sand nest" of the Hutuo River, he could not push or ride his bike and had to shoulder it and keep on walking.At that time,