I still remember the day I was a little girl. Remember the first day I entered. It is very rainy days. I remember my first teacher. She is gentle, considerate and thoughtful. Once there, I cried very much, think back to feel baby. She is nice to me, that's a souvenir I could not forget. Until now, every spring to is I visited her, she has more silver hair but still gentle eyes from warm and know how.
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