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Chapter 2 Xiaowen's tenth birthday song

ten years ago, Lost little wings, Run to the world to sneak sleep. Caught by mom and dad, I became their little baby. There are many things in ten years, It can be folded into a wardrobe—— I can't forget the tears of my mother and my mother's mother, I can't forget the quilt of my father and my father's mother, I can't forget being the class monitor at Kramer Elementary School, I can't forget the little cousin of Liugu's family, I can't forget the little foreign woman named Cathy Pilli, I can't forget the baboons in my father's letter, Can't forget the toucan,

Can't forget the cow's stomach, (A cow's stomach regurgitates the cud, but mine doesn't.) I can't forget the California zoo, I can't forget the little horse that thumped and thumped when it was riding, (Next time you go to New York, you have to get up early and line up first.) Life is like riding a pony, Ten years is the unit. It's so fun to run around, Not tired at all. Life begins at twenty, Xiaowen is only ten years old. Ten years later a flower— Is it tuberose?Or roses? Pick her Miss World, Look who is charming! Grandma said I should be number one,

Mom, are you right? Made in prison in September 1974
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