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СѧӢģֽɡ(The Paper Umbrella)

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Little Mary loved the rain .When it rained ,she could take out her oiled-paper umbrella.It was a beatiful umbrella.There where yellow fishes and blue men and red houses painted on it.

The rain fell on the umbrella and made soft,pattery noises on her umbrella.It seemed as if the blue men and the yellow fisheswere talking to her.The rain was their voices.



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