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Before saying goodbye, Cheng Jiazhu's wife stopped us and said that she had something to return. Then, she returned Maugham's "The Shackles of Life" to me, and gave Su Meng the two black notebooks full of diaries. Su Meng hugged her and let her go after a long time. Su Meng and I returned to Chang'an City together. However, we were both exhausted and didn't say a word. On the train, I opened the book and there was a note on it with his familiar handwriting: Brother, you have to live well. I put the book on my chest and watched the time go backwards. The scenery outside the window became blurry. This was the first time I cried in five years.

The brother and cousin nodded, and the sound of the sea seemed to surge in the dark night. Every night, they lay in the darkness talking and singing, while I nestled in my mother's womb, listening to the whispers of the night. I can understand the language of the night, I am destined to be a child of midnight. My brother and cousin would touch my mother's belly with their hands every night. They spoke to me and I answered with my own words. I longed to come into this world, and I longed to be loved by all of them.

An Hai: I looked at these papers many nights, but I couldn't write a few words. Su Qin: What was the first word you wrote? An Hai: An Hai Su Qin: What is the first scene that comes to your mind? An Hai: My second sister and I are making a castle in the snow. Su Qin: What is the second scene? An Hai: My friends and I sat in a tall tree and watched the river water. Su Qin: What's the next scene? An Hai: A large group of cockroaches appeared in the dormitory.

In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. This sentence was told to me by my grandma, but I still don't understand its meaning. I love going to my grandma's house, but she always has a lot of work to do. So, I played with the geese, tabby cats, ants and roses in her yard. Once, I caught a butterfly in her yard. After that, I put the butterfly into a clear empty jar. This jar was used by my grandma to store sugar, so I think this butterfly would like the smell of sugar in it. So, I took my trophies to show off to my grandma. She was sitting in the yard washing leeks. After seeing me, she smiled and then put the washed dishes into another large porcelain bowl. "You should let this butterfly go, dragon." Grandma said, "otherwise, the butterfly will be suffocated to death."