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When he was twelve years old, Chun'er and his younger brother Yang'er raised a sheep that always liked to bleat. They herded the sheep after school every day and milked it for their grandfather. Later, because their father hated that sheep, on a rainy afternoon, the two siblings, feeling sad, pulled the bleating sheep. After walking through the tall cornfields, climbing over a ditch, and walking more than twenty miles, I returned the skinny sheep to my uncle who silently cared about his mother... That summer afternoon exuding the earthy smell later became an unforgettable memory in Chun'er's dream soul.

I just wanted to light up a cigarette and it told me I was in a game? ? ?