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... member what I had dreamt about, only that I felt very tired.
When I opened my eyes, I was sitting on the warm seat at home, one hand supporting my chin, the other holding a book that covered half my face.
Ying Xiang moved a small stool to sit next to me, holding a scroll in her hands, trying to teach me to read.
"Zhuangzi dreamed of being a butterfly, the emperor's spring heart is entrusted to the oriole..."
These past two days, father had her teaching me to read. ...
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