Episodes in the family composition

Episodes in life

I wonder if my father remembers the two motion sickness pills five years ago, maybe they have been dissolved into his bones.

Now , the skin under my father’s face that was dyed golden by the sun was like the color of ripe rice.

I was sitting in a passenger car with a strong smell of gasoline, facing the sun, as if hoping that this would The warm sunshine can get rid of the pungent smell of gasoline. "Weiwei, sit here first, and I'll buy you motion sickness medicine." After Dad finished speaking to me with the same smile, he ran into the door opposite in a hurry. That drugstore.

Dad walked into the drugstore, and I looked at his back.

Same words, same look, same actions, but different The difference is that he lost weight, but the difference is that his running speed has slowed down, and the difference is that he has gotten older. After a while, Dad returned to the car.

"Dad, why did you stay there for so long?" Dad smiled and did not answer. He just handed me a motion sickness pill and a glass of water. I took the motion sickness pill with confusion, and the warm boiled water brought me motion sickness. The medicine slowly flowed into my stomach. At this moment, a stream of liquid rushed up from my stomach and vomited out of my mouth. When my father saw it, he rushed up to me with a tissue that had been held in the water for a long time. Wiping the dirt, after a while, I felt that my father seemed to be able to predict these things, so I looked at my father with doubts.

My father seemed to know what I was thinking. He stood up and took another hand from me. A motion sickness pill and a cup of steaming boiled water came out. While handing these things to me, he said, "Actually, I noticed that you seemed to be vomiting out the motion sickness pill last time, but you held it back. This time, It took me a while to catch a ride. I was definitely not used to it and would vomit it up, so I went to a nearby restaurant and prepared two glasses of water. I even bought an extra pill." Looking at my father's familiar yet unfamiliar face, I felt so familiar. What is new to me is his warm and kind smile, his humorous and doting language, his deep love for me as before, but what is unfamiliar is his darkened skin, his thin and slightly slim figure. His curved figure and wrinkled face were visible.

Time was frozen at that moment. My father’s hands stretched out to me seemed to have something invisible but something I could feel. I stretched out my hands to catch it, no, I was wrong, our fingers were connected to our hearts, my father and I used our hearts not our hands, but our hearts.

My father’s smile is because of me, and my smile is because of my father.

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Although these are just two small episodes in my life, they allow me to see more clearly the traces that time has left on my father’s face, and to truly appreciate my father’s love for me. I deeply understand the deep meaning contained in the two words "father's love".

Episodes in life

Episodes in life linger in my heart. It seems like The wind gently caressed my face; like rain, it pattered down in my heart; like sunshine, it warmed every inch of my skin.

"Come on! Hurry!" came from my ears. There were bursts of encouragement, but just a few meters away from the finish line, my body gave out and I suddenly fell to the ground. But within a few seconds, I got up and rushed to the finish line. But it was the last sentence... Friends immediately came up to help me. She stayed with me, comforted me, and took me to the infirmary. She carefully cleaned my wounds... I was so heartbroken, why? It was just a little bit close... The teacher and my friend helped me to the hospital, but they still reluctantly looked back. I took a look...

The whole air was filled with the unpleasant smell of medicine. I gritted my teeth and let the doctor finish treating the injured leg. I lay on the hospital bed and watched the colorless and transparent liquid above my head slowly flow into my body. , slightly cold. I felt a little depressed. There is a class relay competition tomorrow, but my... friend saw my displeasure and tried his best to make me happy. Then, another friend came to see me and brought a cup of steaming milk tea. One mouthful entered my stomach, and slowly, with their company, my mood gradually improved.

"Wait a moment, don't move, I will help you." "It's not that serious, I can do it." "Don't be nagging, it's my responsibility to take care of you."

I felt warm in my heart. I thanked her for her concern. I was supported by her and walked slowly into the bedroom. She even poured me some water and let me wash. Feet...

When I came to the classroom, the concerned eyes of my classmates made my heart suddenly happy and no longer sad. Their care and greetings were like a dose of analgesic, removing all the pain. Pain. It’s just

After a fall, I should stand up stronger.

The class relay race began. Although I couldn't play, I was not idle. I used the methods and skills that the teacher taught me a few days ago. I carefully taught the classmate who replaced me and encouraged him constantly. Perhaps she was impressed by my behavior, and she was no longer afraid and nervous. When the gun fired, and watching another classmate speeding towards me, I reminded her to run. , took the stick, and she rushed forward quickly. I laughed...

When the class number of our class came out from the radio, we were all very happy. This is the result of our hard work, although I regret that I did not play. But I am not sad, because I gained more...

In the following days, my friends always took care of me, like a waiting lady, haha ??- I am very I am grateful to her because she used her encouraging eyes and warm words to support me when I was frustrated, which made me realize the value of friendship, and the heartfelt concern of my classmates helped me overcome the pain.

< p> All this makes me feel that sunshine is everywhere and my heart is warmed everywhere. In my ordinary study life, there are too many such episodes, which warm me, touch me and inspire me again and again. ...

A rare sunny day in life coincided with a rare holiday, so I became a temporary shoe cleaner because of the "shoe washing task" assigned by my mother.

After several hours of "bloody battle" with shoes, shoelaces and insoles, he finally won a complete victory. The commander placed the trophy - a bucket of clean shoes on the window sill to dry. Water drops continued to fall from it. The water dripped from the edge of the shoe, splashing out one after another, and then gradually gathered together and rolled downstairs. My building is in the neighborhood.

I secretly admired the fruits of my labor with satisfaction, but unexpectedly, God did not take action. Beautiful, two insoles were blown downstairs due to a gust of wind. This made me anxious: It’s over, it’s over, the insoles have been washed in vain! I hurriedly went downstairs to pick them up, complaining to God as I walked.

< p> Sure enough, the two insoles were "gray all over". I lamented, and when I was about to go back and wash them again, I was grabbed by the hem of my clothes, and a slightly annoyed voice penetrated my eardrums: "It's you Washed shoes?"

I turned around in shock. A seven or eight-year-old boy and two girls of about the same age stood behind me, staring at me, and their mouths twitching in anger. Elementary school students ?I thought to myself, do you admire my independence? Do you want to learn from me? But why do you look so angry? I nodded again. "Your teacher didn't tell you to get water on others." It's like littering, is it wrong?" The little boy frowned and began to scold me sharply. Did I get water on others? When? I secretly thought that they said "shoes", could it be... I quickly raised my head Looking at my window sill, the water dripping from my shoes was hitting the sidewalk downstairs in an endless stream. I was shocked, but I was speechless. After thinking for a long time, I was about to say that it's not like others have done this before, I He was also hit by rubbish thrown downstairs by others. It can be seen that he looked angry and aggrieved, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Once upon a time, I was filled with anger when I was hit by rubbish. , scolding that person for being unethical. Don’t do to others what you don’t want others to do to you. Do we need to learn such a simple truth from a few elementary school students again? When we blame others, have we ever thought that we have the same shortcomings? Otherwise, who has the qualifications to blame others?

"I'm sorry... I will pay attention to it, there won't be a next time..." I apologized repeatedly and waited for them Unexpectedly, he touched the wet water droplets on his forehead and said: "The teacher said that he is a good boy who knows his mistakes and can correct them."

If it were me, ask yourself, I would be so generous Do you want to forgive the other party? I'm afraid not. In just a few years, my generosity and childlike innocence have gone away with time, leaving only practical calculations and unrepentant sophistry. In this case, I will never watch them go. Starting from the back, gradually find him back!

Sometimes, what makes you deeply educated is not the reminders from the elders and the preaching in books, but the episodes in life.

Follow-up question:

Did you copy it from the Internet?

Follow-up answer:

Just change it a little yourself.

Hope to adopt it, O(∩_∩)OThank you! Episodes in life - composition

Some people say that primary school students play four parts every day: getting up, going to school, a day of study and evening homework.

Some people also say that life in primary school is really boring.

However, maybe in this boring tetralogy, there are some small episodes every day. It may be because these small episodes make you taste the ups and downs of life.

The sun is scorching, and it’s like a big furnace outside. Even the cool wind blowing on our faces today feels like a scorching heat wave.

At this time, the bee, which had been stunned by the sun, staggered into our classroom.

"Ah--" I don't know who exclaimed, and the originally dead silence was suddenly broken. The class screamed again and again, and everyone was afraid that bees would fall on them. , the whole class suddenly became excited.

The dim-witted bee was hovering above the heads of some girls. They all put their palms on their heads and flapped them. Among them, Zhou Yuqi's actions caught our attention.

When the bee came to Zhou Yuxuan's head, she almost jumped up from the stool. The vocal cords in her throat were trembling violently. Her face was full of nervousness and fear, and her ears were so red that her meridians were popping out. , howling: "Go away, go away.

" At this time, the bees kept following her as if watching acrobatics.

The more Zhou Yuqi looked, the more frightened she became. Finally, she stretched out her hands and patted them in the air, her legs kept jumping in place... Another gust of wind blew, and the bee seemed to have had enough rest in our class. , and left the classroom.

When the bee flew out of the window, our whole class breathed a sigh of relief and felt happy that the bee was gone.

But the good times did not last long. The bee may have felt that it was too hot outside and flew in again, making us nervous again.

The bee was hovering on the ceiling, and we all looked at it with fear.

This is Wang Weishan rushing up from behind. He is holding a broom in both hands, standing on a chair with his legs, waving the broom in the air, his face is full of anger, but the corners of his eyes are still twitching from time to time. After a few times, he seemed to be a little scared. He looked at us with his peripheral vision and saw that we were all looking at him. He was too embarrassed to come down, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to beat the bees... After a few minutes, the bees finally came out of the window. After flying out, we quickly closed the window, and our hanging hearts dropped. Interludes, composition

It is said that the life of students is boring, but there are inevitably some vignettes in life, which allow us to taste the ups and downs of life.

And I have one or two interesting episodes to share with you.

Once again on the way to school, I saw some geese stretching their necks on the road, as if they were ready to peck someone, which made me afraid to move forward because I had been pecked by geese before. painful experience.

I was wandering in front of the road, but I didn’t dare to pass the goose level. Finally I mustered up the courage. Just when I was about to fight to the death with the goose, I walked in and saw that the goose was not a goose at all. It's a white duck.

This incident made me dumbfounded.

There is also an episode that happened during a day of study. It happened in science class, when I was reviewing seriously.

Suddenly the classmate behind me pushed me. I was about to ask him for an explanation, but when I turned around, I saw the teacher looking at me from behind. I was about to explain, but the teacher had already taught me a lesson. , I experienced for the first time the feeling of having difficulty speaking.

This is the ups and downs of my life. Although it is a short story, it makes my life full of endless fun and makes my life have many beautiful memories. Episodes in the investigation Composition

Today is Sunday, and it is also the second day of our investigation group activities.

In the early morning, four of us, carrying notebooks, talked and laughed all the way to the most prosperous Shengli Street in Huangzhou City.

Walking on the streets, you can see all kinds of urban advertisements, promotional galleries, store signs, and banners.

Yesterday’s investigation is still fresh in my mind.

Irregular use of words in various street signboards and advertisements is common. Some deliberately use typos, some use homophones to randomly change idioms, and it is not uncommon to use traditional Chinese characters and "Er-Jian" characters. .

I think today will definitely not be without gain.

Sure enough, a store advertisement that came across said "new image" instead of "new image".

After walking a few steps, I saw a clothing store with the words "fall in love at first sight of clothes", "relative to clothes" and "luck in clothes".

Xiaohong said: "I know that 'love at first sight' is a variation of 'love at first sight'" I said: "Yes! 'Being reluctant to leave' is a variation of 'reluctantly' .

'Yilake' is a variation of the country name 'Iraq'.

"This is really getting more and more confusing," Xiaoqiang said. The activity showed us too many examples of non-standard language and writing.

As we talked, we came to a toiletries store again, and saw an eye-catching sign on the counter that read "Don't." If acne remains, remove the spots as soon as possible.”

Xiaohong said loudly: "Look, there are two typos again.

"A waiter came over after hearing the sound, "What do you know! This is called homophony, you know "Let's go!" Xiaoqiang argued: "It's a typo. The word 'pox' should be the word 'dou' for 'stay', not the word 'pox' for 'acne'. The word 'spot' should be for 'class'." Class'.

"Oh! You still know a few words! What else do you know?" I said, "Forget it, don't be unreasonable." Be reasonable, let's go.

"The quarrel has subsided.

But I can't always be at peace.

I think the relevant departments should investigate.

Find out why some stores use typos in advertising.

Many of our primary school students always think that the words on the billboards are correct, so they still write some typos in their daily homework, which affects the standardization and accuracy of the use of Chinese characters.

After returning home, I recalled these "little episodes" and felt bad.

Nowadays, society has progressed, but Chinese characters are "degrading" - typos appear frequently. As primary school students, we must set an example and strictly demand ourselves. We should not write typos, write standard Chinese characters, and do Real Chinese. Composition of an episode in the investigation

Installing the "button" device at the door of the company: "Okay, I walked to my brother, but I couldn't laugh. I found the typo and still stood there proudly. I I thought to myself, "Humph, why are you here again? I'm in this store again?" I quickly explained to him, but the boss didn't listen at all. Coward, watch how I deal with you when I get home.

I took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to walk in: "Copying" food in front of the hotel: "I want to go, why not.

" As he said, he So I tore off the advertising paper and asked someone to reprint it. I read it and my heart was sweeter than eating honey. I walked into the store angrily. At this time, the aunt yesterday saw me and pointed at me and said to the person next to me. One man didn't know what to say. I thought he was the boss.

After a while, there was a typo on the billboard in front of your door. I hope you can tell your boss about the "合" meal at the door of the hotel... My brother and I walked to the door of a hotel and found that the door The billboard for "fried rice" had the word "fried" instead of "fried rice". When my brother saw it, he burst into laughter and asked him to change it. I'll change it, the boss came to me and said it.

" The younger brother listened. Finally, the boss couldn't help it anymore: "Let's go in and talk to the boss.

" She listened, nodded unhappily, and then left.

The next day, Saturday, my brother and I went to the street to look for typos. , I was there to reason with him, but he was absent-minded. He looked at me with his eyes wide open as if he didn't take me seriously. We walked through the streets and passed many shops and found them. There were a lot of typos.

For example, if you go alone, I don’t want to get scolded.

"How can I get scolded? We helped them correct the typos and they thanked us." It's too late.

"I said, but my brother ran away quickly, and then said: "Auntie, stop laughing immediately, so that China's long history and culture have a long history, and the tire repair in front of the car repair shop "flushed". The "other" sales at the entrance of retail stores, the "inspiration" of lost items in the "yellow" lost items advertisements at the entrance of decoration stores.

Here, I appeal to everyone: use the language of the motherland correctly. At this time, a waiter and aunt came to me with a menu in hand. I walked up and said... Episodes in Life Composition

Happiness episodes in life Happiness is everywhere, but it is hard to find a trace. When you feel happiness, you will find that it is like honey, sweet in your heart.

Early in the morning, the sun shines into the room through the gaps between the windows.

My tired body was smitten by the morning sunshine, so I jumped up and got up.

Opening the curtains, the bright sunlight immediately filled the entire room, making it bright and comfortable.

A thrush is perched on a low book in front of the house.

The small head and pointed mouth are tilted sideways, as if listening to something and thinking about something.

The flowers under the tree seemed to have bloomed overnight after being moistened by the rain.

So dazzling, so charming, so enchanting.

The red ones are like fire, burning people's hearts; the white ones are like snow, purifying people's hearts.

Seeing everything in front of me, a kind of joy naturally welled up in my heart.

Looking back at this moment, my eyes were fixed on the phone, and I remembered that I had not contacted my friends and my grandmother who was out of town for a long time.

So I picked up the phone... ...A 600-word essay on "Interludes" in the investigation

On Sunday, several classmates from my class and I composed A survey team went to the streets to investigate people's use of Chinese characters and whether there were typos.

When we came to the market, we first saw a notice: To celebrate the fifth anniversary of our store, we can buy sugar cane juice for five. "Gift" is written as "buy five".

Should we tell him or not? "I am the leader of this group and it is up to me whether to tell him or not."

If you tell me, I have to come forward.

I couldn't help but murmur in my heart.

Finally I mustered up the courage and walked up to the boss and said: "Uncle, we are a typo investigation team. It is our obligation and our responsibility to correct typos. Today I found two errors on your notice. The wording is wrong, please correct it.

"I told him the correct way of writing these two words. I thought he would accept it with humility, but he became angry and waved his fist. He said: "It's none of your business, get out!" Several of us were helpless and frustrated. Several team members wanted to back out. I did some ideological work for them and talked about the importance of using Chinese characters correctly, and they continued Get back on your feet.

Let’s keep looking.

We came to a small restaurant again and found that the word "meal" on the billboard was written with the word "evil". In view of the lesson learned last time, we timidly explained our purpose to the boss, who was very polite. After accepting it, he immediately took out the chalk and made corrections, expressed his gratitude to us, and praised us as the little guardians of Chinese characters! From this incident, we know that correcting typos requires everyone to unite and correct them together. It also starts with individuals and takes action as a whole to make up for the loopholes in the use of Chinese characters.

Everyone is responsible for using Chinese characters correctly! ""Interludes" in the Collection" 400-word essay

On this day, my colleagues and I made an appointment to investigate typos on the street.

There are so many small shops on the street, one after another.

But we walked from one end of the street to the other, and we didn’t find a single typo. Maybe we didn’t look carefully, or maybe everyone was more aware of typos.

But without a single typo, our mission would not be accomplished! By the way, I thought of the typo in my homework: I wrote the furniture as this: Ju.

So we found a furniture store.

Hey, that was really wrong! My companions and I discussed who would correct it.

Finally everyone decided to go together.

I stepped forward confidently.

As we approached the door of the store, I whispered: "Let's go!" But no one answered me for a long time.

I looked both ways and then back.

It turned out that no one dared to go, and I was the only one left. Everyone stood in the distance and made cheering gestures to me, so I had no choice but to step forward.

"Uncle, you wrote the wrong word for the furniture. You should add less of the single person!" "Yeah.

"I saw that my uncle didn't want to answer me, so I asked again. Said: "Uncle, please correct me!" "Yeah!" No matter what I said, the uncle would only say: Yeah.

Seeing that my uncle didn’t want to answer me, I had to give up.

Suddenly we discovered a roadside recycling stall.

The soap above has an extra horizontal line for the word "香".

Another typo.

I stepped forward again and said: "Uncle, you wrote the word "fragrance" for this soap wrong!" What my uncle said next shocked me: "It's because it was written wrong that no one read it!"... Learn Interlude composition

This afternoon, we were sitting upright in the classroom, discussing the test paper questions with the teacher with great interest.

We communicated very smoothly, with no objections and no "stumbling blocks".

Some of the questions that required brain cells were solved one by one with the joint efforts of everyone.

Therefore, the classroom atmosphere is very active, everyone is very open-minded, and they will express their opinions first.

We passed all the way and killed the "enemy" to pieces, leaving nothing but teeth on the ground. After a while, we came to the topic of ancient poetry accumulation.

Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be difficult. The key lies in daily accumulation and current communication.

The second question requires you to write poems describing the scenery of each season of "spring, summer, autumn and winter".

Everyone communicated very enthusiastically. They would often hold their cheeks and think for more than ten seconds. When their eyes suddenly light up, they would immediately raise their hands high! Of course, the answers are also varied, which fully demonstrates the hard work everyone has accumulated.

A few minutes later, when everyone was speechless and unable to speak, Wang Jiangpu listened to the teacher's instructions and immediately raised the hand holding the pen high above his head.

Everyone’s attention was attracted to him.

I saw him standing up, with a face full of pride, and said triumphantly: "Bai Yu jumped into the boat with beads!" "Ah? Hahaha...!" Upon hearing this, the students immediately opened their mouths, haha Laugh out loud! Oh, it turns out that Wang Jiangpu may have been hungry and ate the first half of the sentence "Black clouds turn over the mountains without covering the mountains", haha! After Wang Jiangpu realized that he was wrong, he said in a panic: "Ah...ah...black...black clouds rolled over the ink-covered mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he He hurriedly sat down, his face flushed with shame amidst everyone's laughter.

He buried his face deeply in the book, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in! At this time, he was probably complaining in his heart that he was careless and said the wrong thing! The laughter gradually weakened, and everyone took their hearts back and returned to the classroom.

The little episode in this class was really interesting and gave everyone more laughter in the 40 minutes!

1. Little episodes of happiness in life are everywhere, but they are hard to find. When you feel happiness, you will find that it is like honey, which has already filled your heart with sweetness.

——Inscription: Early in the morning, the sun shines into the room through the gaps between the windows.

My tired body was smitten by the morning sunshine, so I jumped up and got up.

Opening the curtains, the bright sunlight immediately filled the entire room, making it bright and comfortable.

A thrush is perched on a low book in front of the house.

The small head and pointed mouth are tilted sideways, as if listening to something and thinking about something.

The flowers under the tree seemed to have bloomed overnight after being moistened by the rain.

So dazzling, so charming, so enchanting.

The red ones are like fire, burning people's hearts; the white ones are like snow, purifying people's hearts.

Seeing everything in front of me, a kind of joy naturally welled up in my heart.

Looking back at this moment, my eyes were fixed on the phone, and I remembered that I had not contacted my friends and my grandmother who was out of town for a long time.

So I picked up the phone and dialed the familiar but unfamiliar number.

"Beep...beep..." No one answered... "Hello...who is it..." Finally, a word came from the other end of the phone, but it was weak, probably still sleeping! So, like before, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Lazy pig! I haven't gotten up yet! Look what time it is! The sun is shining!" At this time, the other end of the phone looked extremely excited: "Is it you? ! Haha? It turns out you haven’t looked at me yet!”… Just talking to each other like this, time seems to have returned to childhood: they were still naive children at that time.

She often called her home at 5:30 in the morning and shouted into the phone: "It's dawn! Get up! The sun is shining!" She was forced to avoid her like this. Get up.

But as time goes by, this kind of thing happens less and less.

Finally, forgotten in some small corner.

After putting down the phone, I felt an inexplicable feeling in my heart. I couldn’t tell what it was, but it was very comfortable.

Then, I made a phone call to my grandmother who was out of town.

"Beep...Hey! Who are you looking for?" Haha.

Hearing my grandmother’s long-lost voice again made me feel happy.

When the grandmother heard her granddaughter’s voice, she was also very excited. She kept asking about her granddaughter’s academic and physical condition, and repeatedly told her granddaughter to study hard so that she would be successful in the future.

The granddaughter is listening on the other end, and the grandmother is talking on the other end.

Unknown to them, something quietly jumped into their hearts, sprouted and grew in their hearts... At noon, when they saw the mess they had made in the kitchen, not only were they not angry, but they were very happy.

Because when I look at my father outside the kitchen, eating the food I cooked for him, I feel very satisfied.

In the afternoon, I deliberately stood on the balcony, waiting for my mother to return from get off work.

After seeing her mother's figure, she immediately ran over and left a deep kiss on her face.

Mother was a little caught off guard, but mostly happy.

He also pretended to be angry and said: "You are such a big child, you are not afraid of other people's jokes!" The child said confidently: "What are you afraid of! No matter how old I am, I will still be your daughter!" The two looked at each other. Laugh... Before going to bed, lying on the bed, thinking about everything that happened that day, the corners of the mouth raised slightly.

I laughed because... I am happy... 2. Some people say that primary school students play these four steps every day: getting up, on the way to school, during the day of study, and at night for homework.

Some people say that primary school life is really boring.

However, in this four-step process that may make you boring, there are small episodes every day.

Because of these little episodes, you taste the ups and downs of life... In the four steps of my life, there is an episode every day, and it is happy. It is also sad, because with it, I can taste the ups and downs of life.

Interlude 1: I am still doing one of the four steps as usual: on the way to school.

The way to school is not boring, because I will meet my friends while walking.

We always have endless things to say when we walk together.

I am happy on my way to school.

Episode 2: On Saturday, I went through one of the four steps: get up, get up and go to tutoring class.

When the tutoring class is over, it’s not the time to go to school, nor the day’s study, but the homework. After finishing the homework, I can play or watch TV. The scenes in the TV series can make me It moved me to tears, but it also made me laugh...it's boring.

Interlude 3: On Sunday, I can sleep in. I don’t have to do it as usual. I play one of the four steps: On the way to school, of course I also go to the tutoring class.

But there is also time after class. During class, the teacher will also give us some jokes to make us laugh.

Although primary school life has to be played in four steps, there are also small episodes.

Therefore, I feel that primary school life is not boring at all.

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