C604 Huang Liang's Beautiful Dreams

The boy read a random article, written by a nine-year-old named My Father.

It could be said that it was organized and sincere.

This author had worked hard to deliver food to his father during the day. After work, he accompanied his father to study and play with him. He had helped his mother wash the dishes and mopped the floor. His writing was very vivid and touching.

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