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:13:03
Of the fine grains, the pea
is the roundest.

:13:10
Among human beings, a girl's life
is the most pitiable.

:13:18
Pity the poor girls, the poor girls.
:13:30
Pairs of pigeons fly in the sky.
:13:39
I miss my mother.
:13:58
Sister.
:14:05
Hanhan, you're home so late.
:14:10
My good brother, waiting for me.
:14:22
Talk things over; I must be going.
:14:42
I hope I won't cause you
too much trouble.


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