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When I was a child, there were many grass flowers planted on the edge of the well, and my grandmother would pick the flowers that were in full bloom, dry them on the windowsill, and then turn them into delicacies on the table. Time flies, memories are full...

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When I was a child, there were many grass flowers planted on the edge of the well, and my grandmother would pick the flowers that were in full bloom, dry them on the windowsill, and then turn them into delicacies on the table. Time flies, memories are full...

When I was a child, there were many grass flowers planted on the edge of the well, and my grandmother would pick the flowers that were in full bloom, dry them on the windowsill, and then turn them into delicacies on the table. Time flies, memories are full...
When I was a child, there were many grass flowers planted on the edge of the well, and my grandmother would pick the flowers that were in full bloom, dry them on the windowsill, and then turn them into delicacies on the table. Time flies, memories are full...
When I was a child, there were many grass flowers planted on the edge of the well, and my grandmother would pick the flowers that were in full bloom, dry them on the windowsill, and then turn them into delicacies on the table. Time flies, memories are full...
When I was a child, there were many grass flowers planted on the edge of the well, and my grandmother would pick the flowers that were in full bloom, dry them on the windowsill, and then turn them into delicacies on the table. Time flies, memories are full...
When I was a child, there were many grass flowers planted on the edge of the well, and my grandmother would pick the flowers that were in full bloom, dry them on the windowsill, and then turn them into delicacies on the table. Time flies, memories are full...
When I was a child, there were many grass flowers planted on the edge of the well, and my grandmother would pick the flowers that were in full bloom, dry them on the windowsill, and then turn them into delicacies on the table. Time flies, memories are full...

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