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A babbling aria came from the living room, which was the sound coming from the TV. Father was leaning on the sofa, mouth half open, taking a nap. The old man is like this, dozing off while sitting and unable to fall asleep when lying down. A man in Tsing Yi on the stage, wearing a pink and blue costume, swinging his sleeves, sang tactfully with three steps: The cuckoos are singing red all over the green mountains, and the tobacco outside the tea plant is drunk and soft. Although the peonies are good, how can they be the first to return in spring? Xian Ningxiao's voice is as bright as a bird's nest, and she is filled with joy when she listens to the chirping orioles... When did her father become interested in the opera channel, Yunxiang didn't know. On this day, Yunxiang had a dream. In the dream, her mother, whom she had not seen for a long time, came back. She still looked like she was young and waved to her. Then the scene changed to a grand theater, and her mother was about to go on stage. She chased her mother's figure. On the stage, her mother was waving her sleeves far away. She called her mother, but her mother disappeared again. She woke up and felt sad for a long time.
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