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"In my five years old that year, 357 a few days before, as I previously gave birth to a serious illness, my mother said this year's 357 must be flies exceptionally grand and hope the gods may bless me can grow up safe, save for a long time so she bought me home precious pieces of kimono, I can still remember the Golden Pavilion Temple of the above describe the pattern. the day my mother let me try a kimono in the house, 'Nami, walking up to my mother to see look. 'I like a Amidst the strains of the same slowly walked a few steps, and when I went to the door when the grid paper on the door suddenly appeared in one of its extremely ugly face, happy face expression looks Daoshi , when I do not know fear, but very excited to call my mother came to see, can not wait for their mothers Niuguo Tou, the paper face on the door on the 'call out!' to disappear.
The next few days, I can often see on the door at the paper goes on Choulian, but wait until I informed adults to look at when Choulian but disappeared, depriving everyone laugh at me 'Nami must have a fever to brain burned out! 'I certainly angry , wanted, etc. Choulian again when the pen describe it down, so everyone will be convinced to me, and into the night, Choulian indeed appeared, and I hastened to stand on a small stool on with a brush and makes Zai Zai painted up, Choulian bashful like twisting, I Ban Qilian years, it says loudly, 'Do not move, let me make good art! 'It is at once honest, and a motionless until I finished the last describe a slowly disappeared from the paper door, before leaving they solemnly made a start point at me.
The next day I ask you all to enjoy my
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This article was written by joy1709 on 2010-3-24 from us-trade company.
