Opened its own growing diary, everyone will remember in our hearts that moved: perhaps alone got a greeting, perhaps down to get an incentive, perhaps falling, by an arm, may be lost by a point ... ... When we were growing up on the road, everyone will get from parents, relatives, teachers, classmates and even strangers care and help, this bit by bit and care, much like a sow the seeds of love in our hearts, there was that one day, we will also pass flowers to love the whole world.
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