I am counting the stars by looking at the sky. The whole sky is full of innumerable stars. There are many things hidden among these innumerable stars. I want to spend tonight watching them.When I was little, my mother used to say that, whoever dies becomes a star in the sky.This idea has taken root in my mind. Today many old memories are crowding in front of my eyes? Some good memories, some tragic.
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My mother also said that
I still remember the words of my childhood
My dad tells me stories about stars then!
Yes, my father always told me stories
I guess our dads had one thing in common
Yes brother. I think so
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